I was just wondering, can music be haunted too? For example if you play a spirit's favorite song that he/she liked listening to when he/she was still alive?
This is one of our favorite topics. Frither can tell the story much better than I can. She was more directly involved with this incident than I.
When I first moved to Oklahoma we were living in my wife's family home in Wewoka. The majority of her kin had already passed. Her father, along with an assortment of others, would get together on weekends in the den to play music and socialize. Quite often music can still be heard coming from that room of the house.
That same room was where I first met Frither's younger sister who had passed a number of years earlier. I was walking between the computer room and the kitchen and had to pass through the corner of the den. There was a young lady in the room who said, "Hellllll-ooooo". I only saw her for an instant. When I described her to Frither and repeated what she said along with the inflections Frither immediately knew it was her sister.
This particular house was quite active. It was also the scene of what we call "The Battle of Mr. BG". Mr. BG was a spirit who was not a very likable type of person. We called him BG at the time because we weren't able to pull up his name.
One of our favorite stories is how when I first came out to Oklahoma we were talking about ghosts one night. That began a procession that lasted about 2 and a half hours. It was like the ghosts were lined up in the hallway and came through one at a time for me to meet them. I would tell Frither who I was seeing, described their appearance along with characteristic quirks as well as giving a bit of history of the person.
I really need to get Frither in here to tell these stories. She is alot better at supplying the details and filling in all the blanks.
Getting back to music...I used to have a tape I'd made while living back home in Georgia. I had a guitar at one time that just seemed to be a part of me. It was an Ovation acoustic/electric with a two tone blue sunburst face. I often would plug the patch cord from the guitar directly into my cassette deck to record music I was working on. Back in the 90's I'd paid around $200 for the deck...was no cheap recorder. I taped a song one day and while listening to it I could hear the different runs I was playing...along with what sounded like a second guitar joining in. This wasn't an echo...it was a different run of notes playing along with mine. This anomoly appeared every place in the song where I played this particular run. With all the moving I've done since then the tape has gone by the wayside someplace.