My TV is definitely dead. My dad’s going to see if he can fix it – he mentioned something about a fuse inside it that could be replaced. He knows what he’s talking about so I have put it in his capable hands.
Song on Launchcast: “Slow Dance,” by Coltrane. Ahhh.
So, I was thinking yesterday about some songs that stick with me, for whatever reason. Everyone must have a few, I think – songs that immediately take you to a specific time and place. Sometimes in films, directors try to create these moments for you, as well. Martin Scorsese is particularly good at it. If you’re a fan of Goodfellas, you probably know just what I mean when I mention the piano exit for “Layla.” The Derek and the Dominoes version, NOT the Eric Clapton: Unplugged version, for the record.
Anyway. Here are some songs that stick with me – again, for various reasons. It’s not all sappy shit.
“Again,” by Janet Jackson, will always remind me of a night in high school when I was sick as a dog and croupy. I could barely sleep and I had the radio on by my bed and it seemed like every time I woke up, that fucking song was playing.
“Linger,” by The Cranberries, will for some reason always be connected with a memory of riding in my friend KT’s car to a basketball game in 9th grade, where I found out that the object of my obsessive affection had a girlfriend. I was all crushed and shit.
“New Year’s Day” – U2. Curled on a fold-out bed with a fuzzy yellow blanket with my bass player rocker boyfriend, who was goofing around, pretending that I was his Fender, with my leg as the neck of the instrument.
“Nightswimming” – R.E.M.
“The Rockefeller Skank” – Fatboy Slim. An old friend/roommate of mine used to absolutely rock out with a weird robot dance during the accelerando in this song, and it was the most fucking hysterical thing in the world.
Man, I could go on all day, but those are just a start.
So what are some of the songs that stick with you?