Funny thing yesterday…okay not funny…more thought provoking. Okay not in a deep way, but in more of a personal/pop culture type of way.
Once I got home from kicking Ryno’s butt in Putt-Putt, and stuffing some burgers and fries down the bottomless pit that is his nearly 15 year old stomach, Schmoop and I drank a myriad of beers and listened to music.
Music is a powerful mental cue to remembrances of people and past experiences, both good and bad.
Many of the songs we listened to, elicited memories of my four years singing in a band when I was somewhere between the ages of 16 and 20 years old or so.
We played alot of Triumph and April Wine, so unfortunatley, Canadians come to mind as well. However...
Those days were a gas. One of the guitar players and I were relatively young, and the other three guys were pushing forty.
At the tender age of say, 18, I had never been accosted more by a sexy, boob showing gaggle of forty year old chicks wanting to have sex in my life.
Now? I’m lucky if Schmoop wants to get naked with me, although in a matter of full disclosure, she did last night, and it was magnificent.
And by the way, Schmoop…while I apologize for the bite mark on your hot, smackable, little ass, the wound from your incisors on my left nut, demands more than an, “I’m sorry honey. I got carried away.”
Anyhoo…
Are there songs or songwriters that evoke powerful memories within your mind? Here’s a few that do so for me...
I write lyrics and poetry all the time. I just don’t publish them on here because I think you’ll laugh.
I love writing them but whenever I hear a song such as, “Sunday Morning Coming Down” by Kris Kristofferson or “American Tune” by Paul Simon, I feel so damn inadequate.
But most of my memories brought on by songs are pretty joyful…mainly joyful times from my youth.
Whenever I hear Men Without Hats sing, “Safety Dance”, I chuckle and think of my friend Joe Hair Care. Some of you long time readers know of him. We had some good times together, and the clown can mimic the video dance perfectly.
Sherri is a longtime and well-known friend of the Matt-Man. There are a couple of songs that come to mind when I think of her, but one really stands out.
When I hear, “Once in a Lifetime” by the Talking Heads, I laugh because I can still see Sherri, drunk off of her sexy, not legal to drink, 18 year old ass doing the down the arm hand chop from the video in my mom and dad’s backyard some 25+ years ago.
And then there is Schmoop…
Some couples have a song, but please Mister please, don’t play B-17...No, seriously we have a song and it is a song that we didn’t pick…it picked us.
Schmoop and I met through my sister and while both attached, we were hot for each other. Things changed and we were no longer attached. I moved in with her out of necessity and she was kind enough to oblige. But…
For awhile our relationship was one of two people free, horny and living together…but it changed.
Things changed, and for once in life, not in a bad way. We fell in love, and in spite of ourselves and the jokes between and about us, we remain so.
And thusly, the song we knowingly smile to when played, is a nearly 30 year old song by the Go-Go’s…
Lust to Love.
I dig the Go-Go’s. I dig that song. And I dig the Schmooop. So, I guess it all worked out.
I have many more songs that “do something for me”, but this is just a sample. How ’bout you? What songs bring back those unforgettable memories?
He however, is still making me dinner, which I am most thankful for.
He loves his son more than life itself, which should tell you a thing or two about him.
