Like Endless Rain Into a Paper Cup...
They're having a Beatles bank holiday on Radio 2 ^_^
So I think my last entry jinxed me or sumthin, cause I caught a vomitting bug from my niece and spent the whole of Saturday night throwing up -_- bloody germ ridden little bugger.
It's over now, but my whole body is aching and I think I pulled a muscle in my chest. And I think I slept for about 24 hours straight. Fun times.
Anyway, now I'm kinda done wallowing in my own filth, this Beatles day they're havin inspired me to continue with the music reminding me of stuff theme - this time it's books.
I used to read all the time, though since I gained unlimited access to the internet my rate of reading has decreased considerably, which is just sad. But I used to spend days doing nothing else in my spair time but reading book after book and I'd always listen to music while I did - usually whatever favourite album at the time on repeat, much to my parents dismay.
As a result a lot of music reminds me of books, which is kind of wierd, because like the travelling thing, it's more of a feeling that it reminds me off than that it evokes an image of any kind. It's not really remembering, it actually brings that feeling back to me.
Books have a 'feel' to them, y'know?
For instance, The Eagles Greatest Hits album reminds me of The Stand by Stephen King. I used to live off of Stephen King - if he was any other writer I would have read everything he'd ever written a long time ago, but he's so sodding prolific it's like you never run out. The Stand is one of my favourites, along with IT, Bag of Bones and Pet Cemetery (possibly the creepiest book ever written). Plus it's really long so I would have listened to the album a few times before I finished it and for some reason The Eagles is a great soundtrack for that book.
If you don't know, The Stand is about the end of the world. Set in America, a virus wipes out most of the population, leaving only a handful of survivors who are 'immune'. I say a handful, but America's a big place, so that's a few hundred people. So some of the survivors start having these visions, dreams of an old woman sitting outside a rickety house in the middle of a cornfield and there's something terrible hidden in the corn, something with red eyes that watches. The story follows a few of the survivors and it's one of those great ones with lots of different characters that all come together - some of them are good and some bad. Some go to the old woman and try to rebuild the world and others follow the red eyes in the corn. The obliteration of the human race has left the world an open playing field for the never ending battle between good and evil.
It's hard to explain why I like it so much. I think it's the characters though. King always makes great characters. There's a lot of wandering in the book too and I think that's why The Eagles fits well - it's driving music. A lot of it's quite sad aswell, filled with regret.
There's this image I have of a lone man in cowboy boots and a leather jacket walking along the side of a road while the sun is going down. His head is tilted towards the ground so you can't see his face and his hair is thick and wild and hangs over his forehead. His hands are in the pockets of his jeans. There's nothing for miles but red-brown, dusty plains and this never-ending road, and this man with steady steps.
He's the Devil, of course.
And I get this every time I listen to Desperado, Lyin' Eyes or Take it Easy. Hotel California is a good one for it too, that kind of sinister imagery.
I really need to read that book again. I've been getting a hankering for some King lately, which is good cause I completely burned out on him for awhile.
Another good one is Harry Potter.
Of course, who didn't see that one coming! Specifically the third one, Prisoner of Azkaban, which is probably my favourite. It's the one I've read the most out of the whole series. I think I liked it so much because it was when things started to get a bit more serious, with Sirius (haha) and Remus showing up and finding out all this new stuff about Harry's parents.
The album for that is another greatest hits, this time Queen. Coincidentally, the album that starts with It's a Kind of Magic. I must have listened to that album on repeat for weeks. It goes really well with that book because it's kind of exciting - fast paced, steady rhythm, lots of emotional lyrics.
The image that comes to mind most often is of Harry and Hermione on the Hippogriff when they go to rescue Sirius. It's got to be dark, with lots of stars in the sky, and the wind howling as they rush past the glittering windows of Hogwarts castle. I always love imagining the look of total surprise on Sirius' face when Harry taps on the window.
So not exactly great works of literature by most peoples reasoning, and probably rather odd music choices by my usual trends, but they're the two most vivid examples I can think of. It's really very strange, but it always makes me smile.
It's that nostalgia thing again.
+_+
So I think my last entry jinxed me or sumthin, cause I caught a vomitting bug from my niece and spent the whole of Saturday night throwing up -_- bloody germ ridden little bugger.
It's over now, but my whole body is aching and I think I pulled a muscle in my chest. And I think I slept for about 24 hours straight. Fun times.
Anyway, now I'm kinda done wallowing in my own filth, this Beatles day they're havin inspired me to continue with the music reminding me of stuff theme - this time it's books.
I used to read all the time, though since I gained unlimited access to the internet my rate of reading has decreased considerably, which is just sad. But I used to spend days doing nothing else in my spair time but reading book after book and I'd always listen to music while I did - usually whatever favourite album at the time on repeat, much to my parents dismay.
As a result a lot of music reminds me of books, which is kind of wierd, because like the travelling thing, it's more of a feeling that it reminds me off than that it evokes an image of any kind. It's not really remembering, it actually brings that feeling back to me.
Books have a 'feel' to them, y'know?
For instance, The Eagles Greatest Hits album reminds me of The Stand by Stephen King. I used to live off of Stephen King - if he was any other writer I would have read everything he'd ever written a long time ago, but he's so sodding prolific it's like you never run out. The Stand is one of my favourites, along with IT, Bag of Bones and Pet Cemetery (possibly the creepiest book ever written). Plus it's really long so I would have listened to the album a few times before I finished it and for some reason The Eagles is a great soundtrack for that book.
If you don't know, The Stand is about the end of the world. Set in America, a virus wipes out most of the population, leaving only a handful of survivors who are 'immune'. I say a handful, but America's a big place, so that's a few hundred people. So some of the survivors start having these visions, dreams of an old woman sitting outside a rickety house in the middle of a cornfield and there's something terrible hidden in the corn, something with red eyes that watches. The story follows a few of the survivors and it's one of those great ones with lots of different characters that all come together - some of them are good and some bad. Some go to the old woman and try to rebuild the world and others follow the red eyes in the corn. The obliteration of the human race has left the world an open playing field for the never ending battle between good and evil.
It's hard to explain why I like it so much. I think it's the characters though. King always makes great characters. There's a lot of wandering in the book too and I think that's why The Eagles fits well - it's driving music. A lot of it's quite sad aswell, filled with regret.
There's this image I have of a lone man in cowboy boots and a leather jacket walking along the side of a road while the sun is going down. His head is tilted towards the ground so you can't see his face and his hair is thick and wild and hangs over his forehead. His hands are in the pockets of his jeans. There's nothing for miles but red-brown, dusty plains and this never-ending road, and this man with steady steps.
He's the Devil, of course.
And I get this every time I listen to Desperado, Lyin' Eyes or Take it Easy. Hotel California is a good one for it too, that kind of sinister imagery.
I really need to read that book again. I've been getting a hankering for some King lately, which is good cause I completely burned out on him for awhile.
Another good one is Harry Potter.
Of course, who didn't see that one coming! Specifically the third one, Prisoner of Azkaban, which is probably my favourite. It's the one I've read the most out of the whole series. I think I liked it so much because it was when things started to get a bit more serious, with Sirius (haha) and Remus showing up and finding out all this new stuff about Harry's parents.
The album for that is another greatest hits, this time Queen. Coincidentally, the album that starts with It's a Kind of Magic. I must have listened to that album on repeat for weeks. It goes really well with that book because it's kind of exciting - fast paced, steady rhythm, lots of emotional lyrics.
The image that comes to mind most often is of Harry and Hermione on the Hippogriff when they go to rescue Sirius. It's got to be dark, with lots of stars in the sky, and the wind howling as they rush past the glittering windows of Hogwarts castle. I always love imagining the look of total surprise on Sirius' face when Harry taps on the window.
So not exactly great works of literature by most peoples reasoning, and probably rather odd music choices by my usual trends, but they're the two most vivid examples I can think of. It's really very strange, but it always makes me smile.
It's that nostalgia thing again.
+_+