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Sometimes the feeling I get when I listen to certain songs is almost overwhelming. The intense feeling that you are in another place, at other time can be too much to handle.
Memories of certain parts of my life, be it a trip, a month, a mood, a high, a low, songs that I listened to most during that period of time take me back in the clearest of ways.
My first memory of a feeling like this is with one of my Ice Cube CDs. I listened to it so unbelieveably much while I was in North Carolina, because I was only 12 and sleeping in the basement scared the shit out of me. I used Ice Cube to drown out any and all noise, so when I listen to that CD -BOOM- all of a sudden I'm 12 years old again, in North Carolina. In a matter of 20 seconds, 2 weeks roll through my brain. Insane amounts of detail come flashing back. Things that I only recall while listening to this CD.
There are so many other songs like that, Ana's Song, All Apologies, The Man Who Sold the World, Killing Me Softly, Ready or Not (especially without lyrics), Smells Like Teen Spirit (By Tori Amos), the entire Take off Your Pants and Jacket album, etc etc etc etc etc.
The list goes on and on.
The memories never end.
Memories of certain parts of my life, be it a trip, a month, a mood, a high, a low, songs that I listened to most during that period of time take me back in the clearest of ways.
My first memory of a feeling like this is with one of my Ice Cube CDs. I listened to it so unbelieveably much while I was in North Carolina, because I was only 12 and sleeping in the basement scared the shit out of me. I used Ice Cube to drown out any and all noise, so when I listen to that CD -BOOM- all of a sudden I'm 12 years old again, in North Carolina. In a matter of 20 seconds, 2 weeks roll through my brain. Insane amounts of detail come flashing back. Things that I only recall while listening to this CD.
There are so many other songs like that, Ana's Song, All Apologies, The Man Who Sold the World, Killing Me Softly, Ready or Not (especially without lyrics), Smells Like Teen Spirit (By Tori Amos), the entire Take off Your Pants and Jacket album, etc etc etc etc etc.
The list goes on and on.
The memories never end.