I was standing at the counter
I was waiting for the change
When I heard that old familiar music start
It was like a lighted match
Had been tossed into my soul
It was like a dam had broken in my heartAfter taking every detour
Getting lost and losing track
So that even if I wanted
I could not find my way back
After driving out the memory
Of the way things might have been
After I’d forgotten all about us
The song remembers when~ from “The Song Remembers When” by Trisha Yearwood
I often say that I have no business being a DJ because I am terrible at remembering song titles and artists. More than one of my friends will attest to this because I have been known to ask them, “What is that song that I love?” and they invariably can tell me. When I put a two-hour set together, it often takes me longer than that to queue the music because I have to listen to parts of each tune to make sure it flows with the previous ones. To build a set consisting of 25-30 songs, I may listen to snippets of twice that many.
But occasionally, a song that I haven’t heard in years will trigger a deep response that can’t be forgotten. A song that I associate with a particular time in my life, a special person, a moment that is burned into my memory.
This is why I love music. Not for the catchy beat or the clever lyric, but for the strong reaction it creates. Sometimes a song comes on the air and it elicits a small smile; other times, it is a visceral response, as if my heart has been gripped with an iron glove. So many people feel the same way. Very often when I get a request for a song when I DJ it is preceded or followed by, “That’s my (our) song.”
So whether it is a song I personally like or not, I play it…with a nod of understanding.
Well, for all the miles between us
And for all the time that’s passed
You would think I haven’t gotten very far
And I hope my hasty heart
Will forgive me just this once
If I stop to wonder how on Earth you areBut that’s just a lot of water
Underneath a bridge I burned
And there’s no use in backtracking
Around corners I have turned
Still I guess some things we bury
Are just bound to rise again
And even if the whole world has forgotten
The song remembers when
Pretty stuff I’m wearing:
Top: Tee*fy Basic Tucked Tank White by Azure Electricteeth
Pants: *Fishy Strawberry* Yoga Pants – S Camel by Fae Eriksen
Shoes: tulip. Gladiator Sandals (Sand) add-ons for Slink Flat Feet by Minami Susanowa
*Necklace & Earrings: Cae ::Pemberley :: Collection by Caelan Hancroft (available at The Seraphim Social until Feb. 28)
Hair: Analog Dog – AD – yeah – dark reds by Queue Marlowe
Skin: [PXL] Creations – [PXL] JADE SK Peach Lips MEB C2 by Hart Larsson
Eye Makeup: [PXL] Creations – [PXL] JADE SK Smokey Eyes by Hart Larsson
Hands: Slink Mesh Hands (av) Casual by Siddean Munro
Feet: Slink Mesh Feet (Av) Flat by Siddean Munro
Hand & Feet appliers:[PXL] Creations – [ PXL ] Slink Hand & Feet Appliers SK by Hart Larsson
Eyes: Amacci Gaze Eyes – Ocean Blue by Carina Larsen
Lashes: Mon Cheri *MC* “Falsies” Eyelash by Freya Oliveri
Pose: [Black Tulip] DREAMING -M by Auryn Beorn
Love to hear how certain songs just well up a ton of emotions whether its happy or sad …great post again and the pic is spot on …….
Music really is a language that we all can speak 🙂
You said it all. And the picture is stunning.
Thank you, Rwah 🙂 The song means a lot to me, not because of a specific memory associated with it, but for the message.