Take me back.


1. Mär. 2008, 0:34

So lately I've been thinking about how some songs and albums take us back to different places and times in our lives. It lets us, in a weird way, re-live the days we miss. I don't know if it's just because I'm nostalgic and homesick right now but I thought I'd share some those songs with you.

My obsession with Conor Oberst and Bright Eyes began junior year (2 1/2 years ago). Of course, it started with "First Day of my Life" and "Bowl of Oranges". But then I downloaded every one of Bright Eyes' CDs and I immediately starting worshiping Conor. For a month straight, I listened to "Fevers and Mirrors" and "Lifted..." and only those 2 albums. I was convinced that "Let's Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and To Be Loved)" was the best song ever written, and I still believe that. But junior year was easily the toughest year of my high school career. I was basically a walking zombie because of our 6AM off-campus practices and then conditioning and weight training for 3 hours everyday after school. Then add my hardest academic schedule ever, and you get the year from hell. I was lucky to get 5 hours of sleep a night. I honestly don't know if I would've gotten through that year without Bright Eyes in my ears. "Bowl of Oranges" always put a smile on my face and every song on "Fevers and Mirrors" made me want to change my life. I didn't mind that 30 minute drive to and from school because it just meant more time to listen to Conor. It was Bright Eyes that motivated me to start writing poetry, which was the perfect outlet for how I was feeling at the time.

The summer before my senior year was simply awesome. I had recently quit basketball so I didn't have any practices or games. And I sure as hell wasn't getting a job. So I pretty much went to the beach almost everyday with my friends. I lived kind of inland in Mission Viejo and it was like a 30 minute drive to Newport. But once again, I didn't care because I was blasting the genius of Andrew McMahon non-stop. Rockin' the tanktop, windows down and the wind blowing through my then-long hair, Jack's Mannequin's "Everything in Transit" was the "soundtrack to my summer" (to quote god-awful Boys Like Girls). I listened to that CD at least 200 times that summer whether it was in my car, on the beach, or in my room. Now that I'm in the brutal cold of Milwaukee, Wisconsin, I find myself listening to this CD. It takes me back to that "summer feeling" I had: the carelessness, stress-free days when the biggest decisions we made were what beach we would go to. "Fuck yeah, we can live like this". And we did.

Now I'll admit, some songs make me cry. And that's saying alot considering the only times I recall crying was when I saw "Simon Birch" for the first time when I was like 9 or 10 and then the end of my junior year when I gave up basketball. So this last summer, my parents and I traveled to Europe for 3 weeks. We spent 2 weeks in England, Ireland, Northern Ireland, and Scotland. Then we flew to Italy and spent a week there. I was really excited for Italy but 3 weeks is just wayy too long to be away from home. But anyways, the night before we left to go back home, I was laying on my bed with my iPod on (as always) and for some reason, I had Matt Wertz's "Twentythree Places" on. I mean it's a good album but it's not normally in my rotation. I had only listened to it like 4 or 5 times. And then the last song of the album came on, "Falling Off the Face of the Earth". I don't know if it's because of the way Matt Wertz sings it, or if it's just because it's a sad song, but everything just hit me when that song came on. I came to the realization that I would be leaving my friends and family in sunny California to start a new life in the cold, windy Midwest. In a sense, I felt like I was falling off the face of the earth. But Matt Wertz gives me hope in his last line "I'll be home soon".

The other song that gets me is The-Dream's song "Mama". I recently got hooked on this guy's "Love-Hate" album but this song is definitely different from every song on it. Yes, the lyrics are digitally enhanced much like every T-Pain song, but I think that's what makes this song amazing. Obviously, this song reminds me of my mom. But the line that gets me is "I wanna let you know, mother, I wanna let you know how I've been thinkin' about you. Always thinkin' of you". Even when I'm on the other side of the country, my mom is still in my mind with everything I do. The-Dream does a great job of expressing the unbreakable bond between a mother and a son in this song.

Now don't get me wrong, I love going to Marquette and I'm starting to get used to this cold. Later on in life, I'll be looking back at the music I listen to now and reminisce about my college experiences. But as for now, my mind is still wandering up and down another coast.

949 for life.


  • smichaLek


    10. Okt. 2008, 3:10
  • circaarcadefire

    This makes me want to listen to Bright Eyes. This is the beauty and power of music. Music at its finest...its purpose. I find that I am in state of nostalgia quite often. Perhaps the music I listen to contributes to that. Songs I listen to now remind me of times 10 years ago, and it brings a sort of comfort. I can always count on music, as cliche or lame as that may sound. It's wonderful.

    29. Dez. 2008, 6:24
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