 | tunes are floatin' around in my head. some songs take me right back to a memory...instantly, i'm there. like right now i am listening to a bit of travis, which takes me back to northern ireland...riding in the car with neil, kristine, andrew and emily. a day driving around the north coast, stuck behind pooping cows, and lying down on a bit of soft grass just on the other side of the carrick-a-rede rope bridge, looking up into the bright blue beautiful sky.
...u2's joshua tree album takes me back to high school days...late at night riding in a school bus back from a band competition...watching the lights flash by the window, while contemplating my teenage life.
...smash mouth's walkin' on the sun drifts me back to my first day devoted to the california beach with friends...bryan mcmullen, with newly bleached blonde hair, hanging out of my car window screamin' down the freeway "sunny, southern california...beautiful l.a....i love southern california!"
...b52's rock lobster throws me right into a circle of my crazy, freak high school band friends at high school dances as all the 'normal' kids watch us do our thing
...gretchen wilson's redneck woman tosses me back in frankfort, kentucky on the church bus with that crazy crowd of wonderful teenagers.
...any kind of european techno music pounds me right back to my days in the greenhut (when musical diversity did not exist) with all the young people full of life
...oasis' champagne supernova floats me back into my nova during college years, driving down the road with rachel zirkle
...third eye blind's semi-charmed life slides me into the back seat of andy kilman's car, while andy and bryan are in the front seat making fun of the song and then over come by the heat, bryan hangs his head (covered in an enormous straw hat) out the window, and as we drive slowly down the street he reaches out to people on the sidewalk desperately crying out, "ice cream....ice cream...i need ice cream!"
...beastie boys' earlier albums take me right back into st. luke's gym, the night i first met john and eric, the two of them thinking they were so cool playing basketball and listening to the boys. intergalactic drops me into the parking lot of saddleback church...glen obsessing about kroq's early play of the song and trying to record it, while dawn and i were changing from church clothes to beach clothes in the backseat.
...keane's everybody's changing or somewhere only we know puts me on the road with kelly, headed to a keane concert in cleveland....the one where i almost kicked some scottich butt...oops
...steve miller band's jungle love swings me to my parents' garage during high school. me and my girls creating our own music video to rival the boys. and the joker takes me to the corner of hollywood and vine. sitting in my car at a stoplight with kristy, both of us waving madly to jerry o'connell in his 70's convertible heap waiting right beside us
...soft cell's tainted love or abba's waterloo grooves me back to a crazy l.a. night of karaoke with patti and jonathon
...there are so many more songs and so many more memories...i love the way music can transport, elevate, sometimes sink, awaken, and speak to my soul |
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