How did we go two and a half summers with no music up on the roof? Last night we finally started playing around with the Jawbone Jambox that I gave RP for Christmas.
We listened to some Buena Vista Social Club, some Ibiza chillout music as the sun set and of course, we totally listened Carol King’s 1962 “Up On The Roof” three or four times:
When this old world starts getting me down,
And people are just too much for me to face—
I climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space …
I think lots of people talk about Up on the Roof or allude to it, but have never truly listened to it . . .I never did. Check it out! Anyway, we tucked the Jambox into our umbrella, keeping it away from dinner and the free-flowing rose. RP has a plan for using a stocking(!!!) to tie it into place. We were worried a gust of wind could smash it back to the table.
The Jambox is easy to set, runs with no cords, and comes with a great case. We took turns sending music from our iPhones to the Jambox via Bluetooth.
Do you listen to music in your garden? While I really love the relative quiet of our roof space (and RP has just used headphones when he felt like listening to music) it did make for a special, party atmosphere.