Musical Flashback
Dec. 17th, 2003 06:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gementWhere were you?
I get intense flashbacks from certain songs. Many of them are just "I was half asleep and my subconscious suddenly made the lyrics so clear that they burned into my brain forever." These include Hero, Mr. Jones, and Who Will Save Your Soul.
I may or may not make this a running series. As usual, my intentions are good. I have to point out here that the songs I remember clearly don't always reflect my musical taste. They mostly reflect the pop top 40, because my hometown doesn't have a lot of radio options.
Semi-Charmed Life
It's the summer after my senior year, six o'clock in the morning. I've been working at the frozen pea factory all night, thawing samples and dipping them in brine until my clothes are crusted with salt and my fingers are freezing. Dawn light filters into the bathroom window. I'm lying in the "two-person" (read: really comfortable for one) spa tub. The water is perfectly still, and my muscles are slowly thawing. Third Eye Blind is making me grin like a maniac.
This song is an ecstacy of seized chances. I later learned from my college roommate that, amazingly, my hometown radio station played the full version instead of the common radio edit that cut out the "little red panties" verse. As of this morning when I woke up to the song, they were playing the edited version. Sellouts.
I get intense flashbacks from certain songs. Many of them are just "I was half asleep and my subconscious suddenly made the lyrics so clear that they burned into my brain forever." These include Hero, Mr. Jones, and Who Will Save Your Soul.
I may or may not make this a running series. As usual, my intentions are good. I have to point out here that the songs I remember clearly don't always reflect my musical taste. They mostly reflect the pop top 40, because my hometown doesn't have a lot of radio options.
Semi-Charmed Life
It's the summer after my senior year, six o'clock in the morning. I've been working at the frozen pea factory all night, thawing samples and dipping them in brine until my clothes are crusted with salt and my fingers are freezing. Dawn light filters into the bathroom window. I'm lying in the "two-person" (read: really comfortable for one) spa tub. The water is perfectly still, and my muscles are slowly thawing. Third Eye Blind is making me grin like a maniac.
This song is an ecstacy of seized chances. I later learned from my college roommate that, amazingly, my hometown radio station played the full version instead of the common radio edit that cut out the "little red panties" verse. As of this morning when I woke up to the song, they were playing the edited version. Sellouts.
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Date: 2003-12-17 10:38 am (UTC)