What made me love music: Steve Gladstone’s musical memories


The music that first made me love music came in a variety pack.

My earliest memories of the music wafting through the living-room included my father’s big band collection, most notably the Tommy Dorsey Orchestra, in particular, “Song of India” and “Marie.” My mother’s playlist included Nat King Cole, Judy Garland and Tito Puente. I also wore out her LP of Oscar Levant playing Gershwin’s “Rhapsody in Blue.”

Our low-fi Zenith and RCA record player consoles were constantly in use. On my stack of 45s, I first recall Elvis’s version of “Hound Dog”, and “Red Rubber Ball” by The Cyrkle.

My gateway musical was “Carousel,” prompting my lifelong love affair with musical theatre, consuming everything Rodgers and Hammerstein, Lerner and Loewe and Stephen Sondheim produced.

I was a little slow picking up on the British Invasion, and I began to cotton to opera in college.

Music! Such a language!

Steve Gladstone, actor, writer, a.k.a “The Blind Dude”