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I sure hope that I get a chance to get some things out of my brain before I die, and one of those things is a better understanding of the weird paradox that some of your best times in life (at least mine) are during childhood, when you understand practically nothing about the world, and have all kinds of limitations put on you. True, there's also a lot of freedom that comes with not having to worry about things or pay many bills (ignorance is bliss), but even then.
A lot of that is maybe the thrill of discovering exactly that "stuff" around you - and exactly because you know so little, there's so much to discover. Including music, which (again, at least for me) hits really hard, even as a teenager.
One example of this is Led Zeppelin's Rain Song which is off their fifth album, Houses of the Holy (link used rather than embed, due to the unusual cover art).
When I was about 16-17 and had a beat up car of my own, I had a "girlfriend" of sorts who was a year younger than me, and a very very VERY good friend who was two years younger. Both of them and I were totally into Led Zeppelin's music.. the popular stuff of course, but more-so the "artsy" and thoughtful stuff. And we all were musical too, so we would pick up and play along with the songs and stuff along with a couple other friends who would come and go. It was just a great time to be alive in general. :-P
Anyway, for some reason the really slow strumming of the intro in this song, as well as the mellotron in the bridge around 1:46 and other places (as I was the only keyboardist in our group) totally snap me right back to those days.
I did find the girlfriend on facebook during the few months I had an account there... we exchanged some awkward-ish messages and I read between the lines that her life got more complicated as she got older (maybe another reason for the "magic" of youth) and I just sorta got the feeling to kinda keep it long-arm's-length. I did also find the male friend from some web searching, who lives just a couple blocks from his parents' old house... been debating saying hello, but I don't know. Part of me wants to leave memories of the past alone and fond like they are, but the other part of me wants at least "closure" if not possibly re-opening some doors.
Actually I mentioned this guy in the past, a few posts ago - the same one who showed up in a few dreams I had.
The other thing I wish I could capture is how to make music strong enough to capture people's minds so totally in a place in time. I know it's easy to say "today's music sucks" (which even then isn't totally true)... but for sure the idea of 7+ minute songs full of real, physical instruments and complex chords and rhythms just... isn't "2021-ish."
Ugh. :-|
And I can't even say ":-|" because it's a more positive thing than that... but I could deal without so much melancholy or wistful reflection. Then again, maybe that is somehow part of what makes those memories more valuable.
A lot of that is maybe the thrill of discovering exactly that "stuff" around you - and exactly because you know so little, there's so much to discover. Including music, which (again, at least for me) hits really hard, even as a teenager.
One example of this is Led Zeppelin's Rain Song which is off their fifth album, Houses of the Holy (link used rather than embed, due to the unusual cover art).
When I was about 16-17 and had a beat up car of my own, I had a "girlfriend" of sorts who was a year younger than me, and a very very VERY good friend who was two years younger. Both of them and I were totally into Led Zeppelin's music.. the popular stuff of course, but more-so the "artsy" and thoughtful stuff. And we all were musical too, so we would pick up and play along with the songs and stuff along with a couple other friends who would come and go. It was just a great time to be alive in general. :-P
Anyway, for some reason the really slow strumming of the intro in this song, as well as the mellotron in the bridge around 1:46 and other places (as I was the only keyboardist in our group) totally snap me right back to those days.
I did find the girlfriend on facebook during the few months I had an account there... we exchanged some awkward-ish messages and I read between the lines that her life got more complicated as she got older (maybe another reason for the "magic" of youth) and I just sorta got the feeling to kinda keep it long-arm's-length. I did also find the male friend from some web searching, who lives just a couple blocks from his parents' old house... been debating saying hello, but I don't know. Part of me wants to leave memories of the past alone and fond like they are, but the other part of me wants at least "closure" if not possibly re-opening some doors.
Actually I mentioned this guy in the past, a few posts ago - the same one who showed up in a few dreams I had.
The other thing I wish I could capture is how to make music strong enough to capture people's minds so totally in a place in time. I know it's easy to say "today's music sucks" (which even then isn't totally true)... but for sure the idea of 7+ minute songs full of real, physical instruments and complex chords and rhythms just... isn't "2021-ish."
Ugh. :-|
And I can't even say ":-|" because it's a more positive thing than that... but I could deal without so much melancholy or wistful reflection. Then again, maybe that is somehow part of what makes those memories more valuable.