On blue eyeshadow and notes in class

On blue eyeshadow and notes in class

08/Jun/2006

Music does amazing things. I can hear a song and am instantly back in that place where I used to hear it, complete with pre-teen zits, puffy bangs and blue eyeshadow. I can smell the cut grass of our Texas neighbors or I can feel the humidity of the Gulf. Or, I can see the Bellingham Bay or the Pudget Sound and feel the wind blowing in my hair as I feel the freedom and fear of leaving for college.

It’s something I’ve been thinking about lately, this phenomenon, and find myself wondering around iTunes looking for songs to bring back memories I’ve long sense (thankfully) forgotten.

Comments

  1. Wow,  you really took me back there. I love that songs can do that. Whenever I hear the song, ‘Urgent’ (I know I’m dating myself here), I think of a junior high dance where I danced to one song the entire time I was there and that was it.

    By Renee on 2006 06 09

  2. I love it. It’s amazing how music transports you to a another era. Always is “our special song” for me and the hubby! Those nervous, sweaty high school years full of angst. Pump up the Jam? Takes me back to spring break 1989 in Daytona Beach, Florida. Good times.

    By Jamie on 2006 06 09

  3. This was a really great post!  I have been noticing lately how smells can transport me back to another time.  No, not that kind of smell!  But seriously, any time I smell a candy apple I think of Halloween when I was little.  And one time I caught a scent that made me think of the slot car race set that I had when I was a kid - it had a very distinctive smell when the cars would heat up.

    By JC on 2006 06 09

  4. Awesome post! So true. Music is a HUGE part of my life and who I am today.

    By speechjane on 2006 06 09

  5. Music definately takes me back… even if I don’t want to.  I about puked yesterday when I heard “Bad to the Bone” as it reminds me of a creep who sang it at the dumb karaoke contests in the student center in junior college.  Egads.

    By Holly on 2006 06 09

  6. LOL, Holli. I’ve been there. Lordy lordy.

    JC, smells TOTALLY do the same thing. Obsession for men also reminds me of 7th grade dance because Trey wore WAY too much (thinking it was his dads) and cut grass in humidity smells like Houston.

    Rotten eggs smell like my dad.

    By Mrs. Flinger on 2006 06 09

  7. The Macarena takes me back to my junior prom.  My date and my best friend’s date (we all went together) had a breakdance-off (for lack of a better term).  I don’t want to remember some of the memories certain songs bring back - just reminds me of my utter stupidity in the past…

    By lanna on 2006 06 09

  8. Obesession for men…....mmm I was walking with a yummy guy(what IS his name?) and he wore that.  He was so dumb but so easy on the eyes.  So when we went by a sample thing that had Obsession in a tester bottle, I swiped the bottle and smelled him for days after wards.  I was so dumb.

    Anyways, I love music but it is hard to explain my fascination with it.  Most people look at me like I just told them I eat light bulbs for desert.

    We could so be in a mommy group!!

    By dizzymizzy on 2006 06 09

  9. Music is my favorite thing in all the world.. so many songs - so many memories, going right back to my childhood.  Excellent post.

    I am so proud that I can honestly say I never once did the Macarena.. However, I did buy this motorized gorilla that did it, actually, three of them - because they scared the hell out of my dog.

    By holli on 2006 06 09

  10. Another timely post.  The 5pm Friday song on the radio today was Beastie Boys “Fight for your right to party.”  Hilarious that I know every word still and loved the ‘badness’ of it since I was (am?) such a good girl.

    I agree that music can just transport you to another place/time…

    By Amy_M on 2006 06 09

  11. I have that Technotronic CD in my box of things that didn’t sell at our garage sale. I’ll send it to you if you want it!

    I remember the summer I sang “Afternoon Delight” / Starlight Vocal Band (you’re probably too young to remember?). I was 11-ish. Had NO CLUE what afternoon delight was…. but boy did my sis and I like to belt out those harmonies!

    By Marie on 2006 06 12