halfway between the gutter and the stars

Song Of The Moment

I have been oficially promoted at work. One more rung up the ladder of "importance"....but *that* is not the reason I am posting (even though it IS a pretty neat event in The life).

The Fatboy Slim song posted here has been somehow graphed onto the memory of being promoted. I can not decide whether it is because I have been listening to it more often the past week OR because of the wordings involved in the tune "Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice....check out my new weapon, weapon of choice". In any case, when I hear it now and in the future, I will be reminded of this time.

Thats basically what I am writing about today. The mental impressions music has on us. The memories it instills, the impressions it leaves on us. Its much easier to explain through example here then trying to word it correctly, so, lets just hit next song on the ipod and see what I remember.

Stone Cold Crazy - Metallica. Yeah man. I'm brought back to my nephews house. Before him and his woman broke up. He's watching WWF and the kids are cranking because its 11 PM and they are still up. As the volume of the room gets louder, with the kids crying and the tv getting turned up, his eyes get all weird and twisted. "FOR FUCK SAKES!" he yells and stomps out of the house. Yeah,...he pays child support now and still has the twisted look in his eyes, but its slowly fading.

Only Women Bleed - Alice Cooper. I'm driving down the Canavoy road, dirt clouds rising behind the Cavalier, as I race home from work. Its Christmas Eve and when we exchange our early Xmas presents, she isn't happy with the painting supplies and easel I got her, saying "I don't know her anymore".

Can't Get High - Slowcoaster. Instantly at Melons in downtown Ch'Town, now closed, having a drink with my then boss and friend. Funky music playing from the upstairs level and a pool table waiting inside. Good times....

Mad World - Gary Jules. Ultimately end up thinking of a bud of mine and how his Life is so dark and scary, seemingly. Darkness that has teeth and pain.

Well, you get the idea. Music plays such an important part in our lives and yet we steal it, copy it and plagerize it endlessly. Not really taken for granted but more used up.