Years ago when I first started skating at Rockefeller Rink, there was a lady who worked at the skate rental counter, Ruth. When Ruth was on duty (usually in the mornings), you were at the mercy of her music selection. Some people would complain that she wouldn't play their CDs, that she was only playing French songs, that she couldn't get past 1940s music, that she played the same 20 CDs over and over and over and over (you get the idea), that her music would put people to sleep, and for the love of God, could someone smash all her CDs!
I, for one, loved Ruth. Because of Ruth, I was exposed to artists and different types of music that I would never have listened to otherwise. Because of Ruth, I actually went to a record store and purchased six CDs that she played at the rink. Allow me to explain how insane that is: Please keep in mind that when I started skating at Rockefeller, I practically lived at the rink seven days a week. Ruth worked there seven days a week. Therefore, I heard these six CDs for at least five hours every day for seven days a week. And yet, I wanted to go home and listen to the songs in the comfort of my living room as well. Boy, they must be some great CDs! I should also note that I do not understand or speak Spanish and two of the CDs are in Spanish, so this is a testament to how universally beautiful the songs and their arrangements are.
A few years ago, Ruth did not come back to work at the rink and I later found out she retired. If I should ever run into her, I'm going to thank her for exposing me to music and artists that I'm still a big fan of. I wonder what Ruth would play if she were still working at the rink...
In case you're curious, the CDs that I fell in love with are: