Saturday, February 26, 2005
songs that transport you
isnt it great listening to music that completely transports you into a certain time and place in your life? i dont usually ask for comments, but please contribute to this entry by posting in the comments section about songs that do this to you. post about smells that do this to you as well.
i listened to this patrick wolf album a lot during my move between chicago and new york, and it actually reminds me of both the places. i remember listening to it while editing my first film, i remember listneing to it while hanging out with eric atkins. i remember walking around by myself listening to it, scouting locations for my horse film that never ended up happening)
it's a strange thing to say, but i sincerely miss my lonliness in chicago. i miss going to a movie by myself and just wishing angela were there to share it with me. i miss talking on the phone until odd hours of the morning, drunk. i actually miss the fights. i miss fighting because our fights were always so passionate. it wasnt two idiots fighting about nothing. it was two people in love arguing with all of their hearts.
this cd was a good "alone" cd for me.
patrick wolf - don't say no
in the summer of 2003, i decided to have a big, cross country-type trip. first off, me and my dad flew to chicago to register for school then, then i flew back to las vegas, waited at the airport for 20 minutes, met up with angela and my mom, and we flew to new york together. it just so happens we were even there for the blackout (this was when i was fully committed to living in chicago, so i had no idea that in a mere year, i'd be living there)
so it took us 7 hours to get back on our way to vegas, and when we landed, robbie (my best friend) was waiting with his car at the airport, and we drove straight to los angeles from there and stayed in a travelodge in west hollywood. our days there consisted of drinking robitussin and box wine, drifting in and out of conciousness on our king bed, watching mtv. we were perpetually pretty fucked up. our diet consisted solely of 5 dollar little ceasars pizza. anyways, the entire trip we kept listening to one cd over and over.. it was endserenading by mineral.
the whole cd pretty much represents that trip for me, but this song in particular takes me to the passanger seat in robbie's truck, driving to little caesars for our 2nd pizza of the day, everything was sort of blurry and when the line "and you looked like a sailor, with a tattoo of an anchor" robbie pointing to the anchor tattoos on his forearm. i can even remember the restaurants we were driving past, the intersection, everything.
the best week of my life.
mineral - a letter.
and this post couldn't go on any longer without an angela song. this interpol song reminds me of possibly one of the greatest nights of my life (so far). me and angela had only been together for a few weeks at the time, and we were both still in high school. we went to see a movie on the other side of town and we decided to stay in summerlin and drive around. we were having a great night laughing and getting lost and not caring because we were together and happy. then this song came on and there was a silence between us and we just held hands and drove. i remember what the streets and the lights looked like. i remember just feeling so full. just content.
when i look back on what was, this night is one of the few that always come up. of the hundreds of great nights we had, i think this is the night we realized that we were in love with eachother. i can still remember everything about this night as if it were yesterday.
and because of all of this, i havent listened to this song for months. i am posting it now, and i still haven't listened to it.
interpol - hands away
this last song is also a good "alone" song for me. the summer between high school and college, i worked on a television show that required me to drive alot, and i didn't have air conditioning, so the windows were always open and the (hot) breeze was always blowing into my car. there was a day when i was driving down green valley parkway and it was a bright, breezy day. i was wearing one of my fvorite shirt and my big (now lost) sunglasses. i was listening to this thermals album and this song came out and it was just so perfect for that exact moment. that one moment defined the entire feeling of summer. of being free and careless and young and just being so happy with everything.
the thermals - overgrown, overblown!
i miss the summer. i miss driving. i miss robbie. i miss angela.
but im ok.
so please post some stories and songs! ill try my hardest to get the songs posted.
i listened to this patrick wolf album a lot during my move between chicago and new york, and it actually reminds me of both the places. i remember listening to it while editing my first film, i remember listneing to it while hanging out with eric atkins. i remember walking around by myself listening to it, scouting locations for my horse film that never ended up happening)
it's a strange thing to say, but i sincerely miss my lonliness in chicago. i miss going to a movie by myself and just wishing angela were there to share it with me. i miss talking on the phone until odd hours of the morning, drunk. i actually miss the fights. i miss fighting because our fights were always so passionate. it wasnt two idiots fighting about nothing. it was two people in love arguing with all of their hearts.
this cd was a good "alone" cd for me.
patrick wolf - don't say no
in the summer of 2003, i decided to have a big, cross country-type trip. first off, me and my dad flew to chicago to register for school then, then i flew back to las vegas, waited at the airport for 20 minutes, met up with angela and my mom, and we flew to new york together. it just so happens we were even there for the blackout (this was when i was fully committed to living in chicago, so i had no idea that in a mere year, i'd be living there)
so it took us 7 hours to get back on our way to vegas, and when we landed, robbie (my best friend) was waiting with his car at the airport, and we drove straight to los angeles from there and stayed in a travelodge in west hollywood. our days there consisted of drinking robitussin and box wine, drifting in and out of conciousness on our king bed, watching mtv. we were perpetually pretty fucked up. our diet consisted solely of 5 dollar little ceasars pizza. anyways, the entire trip we kept listening to one cd over and over.. it was endserenading by mineral.
the whole cd pretty much represents that trip for me, but this song in particular takes me to the passanger seat in robbie's truck, driving to little caesars for our 2nd pizza of the day, everything was sort of blurry and when the line "and you looked like a sailor, with a tattoo of an anchor" robbie pointing to the anchor tattoos on his forearm. i can even remember the restaurants we were driving past, the intersection, everything.
the best week of my life.
mineral - a letter.
and this post couldn't go on any longer without an angela song. this interpol song reminds me of possibly one of the greatest nights of my life (so far). me and angela had only been together for a few weeks at the time, and we were both still in high school. we went to see a movie on the other side of town and we decided to stay in summerlin and drive around. we were having a great night laughing and getting lost and not caring because we were together and happy. then this song came on and there was a silence between us and we just held hands and drove. i remember what the streets and the lights looked like. i remember just feeling so full. just content.
when i look back on what was, this night is one of the few that always come up. of the hundreds of great nights we had, i think this is the night we realized that we were in love with eachother. i can still remember everything about this night as if it were yesterday.
and because of all of this, i havent listened to this song for months. i am posting it now, and i still haven't listened to it.
interpol - hands away
this last song is also a good "alone" song for me. the summer between high school and college, i worked on a television show that required me to drive alot, and i didn't have air conditioning, so the windows were always open and the (hot) breeze was always blowing into my car. there was a day when i was driving down green valley parkway and it was a bright, breezy day. i was wearing one of my fvorite shirt and my big (now lost) sunglasses. i was listening to this thermals album and this song came out and it was just so perfect for that exact moment. that one moment defined the entire feeling of summer. of being free and careless and young and just being so happy with everything.
the thermals - overgrown, overblown!
i miss the summer. i miss driving. i miss robbie. i miss angela.
but im ok.
so please post some stories and songs! ill try my hardest to get the songs posted.
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You know i'm nostalgic as fuck so i had to post.
coheed and cambria - second stage turbine blade - that whole album, especially "time consumer" represents the summer between junior and senior years. because we pretty much just got trashed and blasted that every night. it was before the disintegration of our group of friends, before i left, while bellini was still new, when everything seemed to be almost perfect. it was probably my favorite summer ever.
reggie and the full effect - greatest hits 84-87 - that cd reminds me of driving around sophomore year in chris's chevelle. didnt have anything else to do, but i loved just driving around in that car, listening to reggie, trying to find something to do.
i was going to write more, but i don't want to turn this into my own diary. i'll save that for my update in a few minutes.
-the aidan
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coheed and cambria - second stage turbine blade - that whole album, especially "time consumer" represents the summer between junior and senior years. because we pretty much just got trashed and blasted that every night. it was before the disintegration of our group of friends, before i left, while bellini was still new, when everything seemed to be almost perfect. it was probably my favorite summer ever.
reggie and the full effect - greatest hits 84-87 - that cd reminds me of driving around sophomore year in chris's chevelle. didnt have anything else to do, but i loved just driving around in that car, listening to reggie, trying to find something to do.
i was going to write more, but i don't want to turn this into my own diary. i'll save that for my update in a few minutes.
-the aidan
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