Music = Memories
Just moved and I'm connecting through someone's unsecured network. It's been on and off all weekend, so I've had plenty of time to listen to music.
It really strikes me that certain songs bring back such vivid memories. I've been replaying songs over and over because they remind me of certain times and places.
Piano Man - Rome, summer of '06. Billy Joel played a free concert in front of the Colosseum. God damn, what a night. At the time, I estimated at least 50,000 people. Wikipedia has it up around 500,000.
Imagine a street the width of Mcleod Tr, packed shoulder to shoulder for about 2 km. That was Via Foro Imperiali in Rome that night.
I took the whole hostel down there, bought beer from gypsies with coolers on wheels, had a blast. Piano Man will forever remind me of that night.
Let It Be - Again, Rome. Staring out my bedroom window, listening to my mp3 player and drinking wine and smoking... Looking down at people doing their thing. The funny way people parallel park in Rome. Just back up until you hit the car behind you, then drive forward until you hit that car, then back up..... The unbelievable women... The way the language sounds like song, even when they're yelling.
Sweet Home Alabama - Driving down the highway in BC, a few summers ago. Hot, hot day. Windows wide open. Music cranked. Doing a beer run for the group, as we were camping a few clicks outside of Ainsworth.
I could go on and on. Seems like every other song puts me in a time or a place. There are songs that remind me of girls, places, eras... I think music does more to jog my memory than pictures... Of course, if this internet connection cuts out again tonight, I'll start looking through pictures and I'll probably disagree with myself.
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