Do you ever find that when you hear a song on the radio or your ipod, that it brings specific memories your way? I do ALL the time. And this week was a particularly crazy week for bringing back memories. Every day since I last posted, I have heard a song that has brought something wonderful, saddening, exciting, or memorable back to my mind…
…Friday “Brown Eyed Girl” by Van Morrison…this song always makes me think of my fellow Uncharted author Kelly. When we were younger, we loved the song, but hated that it wasn’t about blue eyed girls. So when we heard it or sang it, we changed the lyrics.
…Saturday “Yeah” by Usher…random, I know. But in college my friend Jess used to do this insane impression of this song, and it always makes me think of laughing at her and getting ready to go out to the frats.
…Sunday “Realize” by Colbie Caillat…makes me think of my first official ‘love.’ I don’t think he ever knew how I felt, but I always, from that very first day in elementary school, wish he would have ‘realized’ how much I cared about him.
…Monday “This One’s for the Girls” by Martina McBride…in Delta Gamma, everyone got a ‘senior song’ at their senior dinner before they graduated. The girls wrote it to a specific tune, but changed all the lyrics to ridiculous things that you did or that defined you in college. So whenever I hear this song, I always think about how “this one’s for Little O.”
…Tuesday “Time of Your Life” by Green Day…our eighth grade graduation dance song. Our parents fought against this one, because they didn’t think the theme song of eighth grade graduation should start with a declamation of swears.
…Wednesday “Animal” by Neon Trees…kooky as it may be, this is sort of mine and Jonathan’s ‘song.’ We both love it and rock out to it when it comes on the radio, so I always think of him when it comes on, and look forward to being with him again in Denver.
…Thursday “Here’s to the Night” by Eve 6…for some reason, hearing this song always makes me think of high school. All the times we drove underage to Harvester park and just ‘hung out.’ I remember feeling so cool in the green 1991 Jetta I had nicknamed ‘Foxy Roxy’ and freaking my friends out because I drove too fast. But I taught several people how to drive stick shift in that car, and those times growing up will never fade to blank.
We all have them, those songs that make us think of a certain time. I have them often, but this week I happened to hear at least one a day. Reminiscing through music is fun, and I can’t wait to have more songs to add to my memory’s repertoire in another 10 years or so…