I mean, not if you listen to Abbey Road
you feel happy, or if you listen to Double Fantasy
it makes you feel upset.
Do you ever listen to an album, and it reminds me of a certain part in your life, and you feel the way you did during that period? It's a somewhat complex idea to comprehend, but it works. For example:
I obtained a copy of Memory Almost Full
in the summer, shortly after its release. I never listened to it, and it collected dust whilst I pursued an interest in TV on the Radio
. Then, from October to January, I was going through particularly low parts in my life, and I decided to pop it in my CD player and listen.
It's a beautiful album, really. Each song is so lovely and they seem to melt together to make a mass of songs which, personally, I am not surprised at. Paul has been making great music since the fifties, and I would have to say that this is definitely his best album since Venus And Mars
. While browsing the McCartney forums a week or so ago, I came across a good description of both albums, please bear with my top-of-my-head paraphrasing:
"Chaos And Creation In The Backyard
is a curl-up-by-the-fire-with-a-mug-of-hot-chocolate type of album, while MAF is something that you can really DANCE TO and enjoy."
It's completely true. Chaos is a wonderful, beautiful album, and it's the type of album that you can just listen to while falling asleep in bed after a long day. It's a welcoming embrace (Note: Sounds quite cheesy) when you have just fallen in a puddle. You can definitely tell that Paul put a lot of effort into this album, and the end result is just fabulous. My favourite song, personally, is "Promise To You Girl", but when I'm feeling a little chipper I like to put on "English Tea" and think about summer.
Chaos allows me to feel as I did with a past friendship I had with a girl named Miranda. I remember buying the album as it came out, but I went with her to buy it a month or so after. When we ended our friendship, it was in a cold, not-quite-Christmas time of year. I'd listen to Chaos, not necessarily to relieve any sort of pain I felt, but to just LISTEN to music. I guess I do it sort of sub-consciously, because I just love sitting in my room, listening to music quietly, and thinking or writing. So, popping it in my CD player, I feel exactly as I did then. A little sad, somewhat excited, et cetera. We're on good terms now, you know. The friendly, let's-keep-our-distance-terms.
So, MAF I played CONSTANTLY this past year. Why? I don't know. I keep CD's in my CD player for MONTHS. I listened to it without really LISTENING, but somehow, it calmed me. I would hear "Ever Present Past" while working, and would feel lovely. I guess that's why I enjoy work so much- being a cashier at a grocery store doesn't allow you to be self-absorbed in your problems, since you have so much to do and you have to FOCUS, not to put bread in with the celery, not to put eggs in with the meat, because what if it leaks? Then it is your fault, and you get fired, and then you have TOO much time on your hands.
I never realized how much that album meant to me until I decided to listen to it on iTunes last night. Listening to the songs made me feel how I did at that time, and it was terrible. Little did I know that it actually meant a lot to me.
So, I went on a mad hunt for the actual CD. Sadly, I cannot find it. Which is odd, because I keep all of my CD's in tip-top shape. I'm hesitant to root through the giant mass of CD's without cases in the shelf under my CD player, I'd be incredibly upset to find my MAF CD scratched. I rarely see them in stores anymore.
So, hopefully I'll listen to more CD's and figure out how I felt at that time- happy, ignorant, et cetera. Weird- CD's and deodorant both do that.