The power of music in dementia. Old man listens to songs from his era and comes alive.
The power of music in dementia. Old man listens to songs from his era and comes alive.
The power of music in dementia. Old man listens to songs from his era and comes alive.
The power of music in dementia. Old man listens to songs from his era and comes alive.
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I love how music can instantly bring back profound memories you had forgotten the same way smells can
In a sea of rif raf and trivial animal videos, thank you for posting this.
The look on his face when he was talking about the music definitely hit me in the feels. My allergies must be acting up or I got some dust in my eyes cuz I was a little misty.
Well I wasnt planning on crying before bed.
absolutely astonishingly magnificent. thank you for sharing this.
Wow, that’s crazy how it gave him the ability to express himself like that.
Well if anyone asks, play me some eminem.
Just think in 30-40 years the music will be never gonna give you up
When i am his age i have to listen to Lil Pump, Riff Raff, Taylor Swift and Big Shaq…
God bless this sweet man.
This will be me In 50 years time but I’ll be listening to Wu Tang and really embarrassing my Grandkids!
That’s a awesome video, made my day!
I was driving back from a family dinner a few years ago with my 92 year old grandfather in my backseat. He had been nearly completely mute for the previous few years. He would say shit like “uh huh” and “nope” but that was the extent of his vocabulary at this point. I put on the Fallout 3 OST during the drive and when I Don’t Want To Set Your World On Fire by the Ink Spots came on, about half way into the first verse, he started singing. Like singing singing. Every word. It was insane. He lived thousands of miles away from my family so I hadn’t heard the guy speak in over 10 years and I was under the impression that I would never really hear his voice again. It was an intense moment for sure.
I was listening to some Cab Calloway last night, and honestly I sorta wish I could have experienced him live in his prime. So much energy and a great sound. I’m not surprised this man had such a energetic reaction to the music.
What I like, and this is simply my own experience, is when I hear a song I loved that I hadn’t listened to in a long time. Sometimes the lyrics just come right back, but mostly I recall the feelings I had when I listened to them. There’s something amazing about suddenly being awash in old memories and their good vibes. Nostalgia, I suppose.
I remember my uncle fading away when he was in the later stages of pancreatic cancer that has metastasized throughout his whole body. He was mute unresponsive and just plain not himself, it was horrible to see. We never did try music however I remember my mother being able to speak in the room and suddenly his head with pop up and he’d look around with her and call out her name. The last thing that he ever spoke with his time on this Earth was telling my mother I love you. That was the last thing we ever heard from him, and I know it will be cherished forever. Fading away is such a hard thing to see a family member you love fall victim to, so this was one of the most beautiful things I think I will see all day and it will definitely give me a good reason to be happy today because I have the gift of being alive and with my mental faculties okay. Bless you Henry, I hope the music continues to soothe your soul.
On the way to my local hospital there’s a graffiti: plain text, black spray paint on a concrete wall. It’s been there for as long as I can remember and its message stuck with me since the very first time I saw it as a child. The graffiti says “Music is Therapy”.
someone post the meme version
Henry’s favorite song by Cab Calloway
[“I’ll Be Around”](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyanCicmC5k)
Lots of mentions of Henry in the comments there
Oliver Sacks, who is in the video was famously portrayed by Robin Williams in [Awakenings](https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=JAz-prw_W2A). Both were amazing people.
It’s amazing when you can find a trigger to snap people back to reality. I used to work in food service at a hospital. It was common to deliver a meal to someone who had lost touch with who and where they are.
One day I was delivering a meal to a woman who was profoundly upset and confused, talking about how the tv was going to get her. I had noticed she and I shared the same name, so I interrupted her and said. “Can I tell you something? My name is Audrey too”. She immediately switched. Like night and day. She started asking me how my parents came to name me that, where I was from, how old was I ect. It’s very touching to make that connection with someone. It just breaks my heart that the connection is so fleeting. They are still in there.