Each of us seems to have our favorite song/genre, with the exception of B, who just seems to live to annoy the crap out of whomever has to listen to what he picks. He, typically, picks the same song over and over again. You'll never know how thankful I was to find that he had outgrown his "Hey, Soul Sister" stage...and his "Firework" stage, and his "Rolling in the Deep" stage, and so on. On repeat. Every single day.
N is a fan of the Beastie Boys, and by fan, I mean slightly obsessed. He knows almost all of the words to every BB song on his ipod (and mine too, for that matter), but it doesn't stop there. He also enjoys the lyrical genius of Steely Dan (his dad's influence, not mine), and a little Coolio now and then. Yeah, that's totally me. Who doesn't know all the words to "Gangsta's Paradise?" Exactly.
I am the most eclectic of our little trio. I rotate through genres, depending on my mood and who's in the car with me. If I'm alone, driving to and from Houston (as I'm known to do fairly frequently), I'm blasting Eminem and Lil Wayne with some Maroon 5, Everclear, and Drake. I keep myself entertained. When I'm in the mood, which is more often than not lately, I blast the country music with the windows down and the volume up. Driving to work is one of my favorite times of the day...and not just because of the cops I wink at every morning outside of a local prep school. (Sidenote: I don't find any of them attractive at all, but they look bored, and now they wait for me to drive by. It's the little things that crack me up on a regular basis.) I think, deep down, I'll always be a country girl first: Eli Young Band, Jason Aldean, George Straight, Pam Tillis, Tim McGraw...I love 'em all.
The bottom line is, music is such a huge part of life...for everyone, whether they realize it or not. Maybe it's just me, but I tend to equate songs to people in my life. Everyone has one...and some have several. It just depends on the depth of the relationship and/or my mood, and as I was driving home from work this afternoon, I wondered if anyone else does this too, or if I'm just as weird as I imagined.
Does anyone have certain songs that come on the radio that stop them in their tracks, and bring up memories (happy or sad) or bring a huge smile to your face because ________________ crossed your mind when "Should've Been a Cowboy" by Toby Keith came on your ipod? When that song comes on, I think of high school, and the end of football games. It was just what we did. Just like when I hear any number of songs, I'm immediately transported to Garner State Park. When "Amarillo By Morning" is starting to trail away, I swear I can hear feet shuffling across the dance floor. If you've ever been there, you know what I mean...and if you haven't, you should go. It's where magic happens! It made me wonder: What's my song?
Mine seems to change regularly, depending on my mood or what I'm thinking about that day...but lately, I've found myself identifying with certain elements of completely different songs, and it's made me realize a few things. 1. I know at least some of the words to almost every song. 2. While I think about people based on the songs, I wonder if people do the same thing about me. 3. On all the sweet country songs, sometimes I think "Awww, that would be so sweet if it were about me. (and finally) 4. I need a life. :)
So, as we get ready for our fun-filled weekend of class, homework, baseball, and getting N ready for his 3 day, 2 night school field trip (Seriously, why didn't these exist when I was a kid?), I'll leave you with a line from a Jason Aldean song that seriously has me thinking...
Is the life that you've chosen free from regret, or is what might've been just too hard to forget?
That, my friends, is a post for another time.
Aubs
(Garner State Park: because everyone needs a happy place...and this one's mine)
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