TIME INDETERMINATE
oh music. it has this fantastic secret transportation skill.
i hear the Sound of Settling and I'm instantly driving with the windows down in my favourite piece of shit 89 Mazda hatchback after school Senior year, and I'm so in love it hurts. It's just oozing out my teeth and the hurt is so sweet.
I hear Small Change and i'm twelve sitting up late at night watching telly, whittling away the fruitless hours of my bored youth, and Austin City Limits is on and there is this man singing. And he is electric and I can't turn away, and it was like he was singing and it made my soul hum in resonance.
(haha. historic present....)
and i hear Fidelity and I remember when I was happy with Steve (which brings up echos of the longer periods of time when I wasn't)
and I hear Kid Koala and Sam's trying to find a way to have me wake up and be the person he wished I was.
and I hear this song and I'm walking to UCC and it's disproportionately sunny out and I'm so happy I feel like I could explode.
There are so many others. They become less important and more specific, however, so I shan't bore you. Assuming there is a captive you to bore, but that is rather one of the presumptions of LiveJournal-ing, isn't it?
i hear the Sound of Settling and I'm instantly driving with the windows down in my favourite piece of shit 89 Mazda hatchback after school Senior year, and I'm so in love it hurts. It's just oozing out my teeth and the hurt is so sweet.
I hear Small Change and i'm twelve sitting up late at night watching telly, whittling away the fruitless hours of my bored youth, and Austin City Limits is on and there is this man singing. And he is electric and I can't turn away, and it was like he was singing and it made my soul hum in resonance.
(haha. historic present....)
and i hear Fidelity and I remember when I was happy with Steve (which brings up echos of the longer periods of time when I wasn't)
and I hear Kid Koala and Sam's trying to find a way to have me wake up and be the person he wished I was.
and I hear this song and I'm walking to UCC and it's disproportionately sunny out and I'm so happy I feel like I could explode.
There are so many others. They become less important and more specific, however, so I shan't bore you. Assuming there is a captive you to bore, but that is rather one of the presumptions of LiveJournal-ing, isn't it?