Power of music

by Ginger on February 6, 2008

in Entertain Me

Today on my (horrible) commute to work, I was reminded again of how amazing music can be to transport you to another place in life. To take you outside of your current self to a previous version–one you may like better, or one you might regret, or one that just makes you happy to have had the chance to be. Within a 20 minute stretch I was in college, then high school, then junior high, then my wedding day.

There was the song that instantly sent me to the infamous house of my early college days. It’s a song that will forever and always remind me of that place, and those guys. Reminders of parties at their house, dancing on their fireplace with the rest of “the brothel”, the mantra from Pat that “you–need a shot!”.

Then there was the song that had me in high school, driving to lunch with my two best friends and my high school sweetheart on a sunny day, top down on his car, all of us singing along (or yelling, I’m not sure how much singing we did on those drives). Looking back, we were a random foursome–and often there was fighting to prove it–but there was something about us that somehow meshed and provided a solid basis for my high school life.

Ah, the Beatles song that reminded me of a long-lost friend from junior high, and dancing around her room while quoting Monty Python. We were the most random of kids, book worms, outcasts, a little lonely. She and I clicked–though she was one of the only friends I’ve had that my mom didn’t really like me spending time with–because of those random traits that put us a little outside the group. She had a harder life than I realized as a kid, and in that moment where I was transported to that little girl, I wonder if she’s grown up ok?

And then, as a perfect cap to my little trip down memory lane, a jaunt back to my wedding day. A sweet reminder of everything that day encapsulated, of laughing just because we were happy and exhausted and silly, of the crazy wind that almost caused my veil to catch on fire (!), of the look on my husband’s face, of the lovely speeches of 2 of our closest friends, and of dancing even when no one else was because we dance on subway platforms and waiting for taxis and in our kitchen and we could add to that dancing on our wedding day.

So as I struggled through traffic (and it was a struggle this morning), I was able to remind myself that I’m lucky to have these memories. I was able to remind myself that I’ve had amazing friendships. I was able to remind myself that I’m not just always a nagging wife (sorry honey!), but I’m also a loving one. Sometimes I get a little bogged down in the day to day of life and miss the person I used to be–this morning was a reminder that I am still that person, those people…just more.
…all because I heard 4 songs on the radio.

So as I struggled through traffic (and it was a struggle this morning), I was able to remind myself that I’m lucky to have these memories. I was able to remind myself that I’ve had amazing friendships. I was able to remind myself that I’m not just always a nagging wife (sorry honey!), but I’m also a loving one. Sometimes I get a little bogged down in the day to day of life and miss the person I used to be–this morning was a reminder that I am still that person, those people…just more.

…all because I heard 4 songs on the radio.

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