Archive for the ‘Musical Memories’ Category


The radio wants me to cry.

May 4, 2011

I was listening to the radio on the way to work this morning, and KFOG played the following songs back to back:

Judy Blue Eyes – Crosby, Stills & Nash
(a song about the end of a relationship)
The Old Apartment – Barenaked Ladies
(such chipper music for such a downer song)
Beg Steal or Borrow – Ray Lamontagne
(so good, so sad)

By the end of this, I wanted to drive my car off a bridge. Luckily, there are no bridges on my commute.


Christmas Sing-a-longs

December 23, 2010

It wasn’t too long ago that I was a complete Scrooge, only participating for the sake of family harmony, but never really feeling it. But for the last few years, my happiness about Christmas has just keep increasing. And this year is the real kicker: I am enjoying the music more than ever! Trevor’s had our radio on KOIT since Thanksgiving Day*, and I’ve been singing and dancing around the house since then.

There’s two songs that I simply cannot get enough of this year, and neither are anywhere near new. I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I actually think I haven’t heard them enough yet this year! I KNOW!

Please enjoy:

What are YOUR favorite holiday songs?

*I have a rule that Christmas doesn’t begin until after T-giving, so as not to overshadow the best holiday of the year.


Owner of a Lonely Heart

November 11, 2009

Driving to work today, I heard the song by Yes. It’s one of those songs that takes me back to a very specific memory.

My first year of college away from home, things didn’t go well for me. I took terrible care of myself, and was generally a mess. I don’t talk about it much, but rather refer to it as “that year I went insane.”

In an attempt to separate myself from the guy I was head over heels for (who had a girlfriend), I tried going on dates with other guys. This was mostly a futile attempt, but I’m impressed with my past-self for even doing that.  I had met G on the bus. After seeing him multiple times and thinking he was adorable, I finally introduced myself and we started hanging out. He was incredibly sweet, but there were two things I was having a hard time getting past: his diabetes (Type 1) and his love of Yes.

“Owner of a Lonely Heart” brings me back to one very surreal night, shortly after Valentine’s Day. G and I had been hanging out, and his blood sugar had dipped and he wasn’t feeling well. He was lying down on my bed, feeling horrible while I dug up some juice, when there was a sound at my window. My second-story window. Already flustered by the fact that I was convinced that G was going to die right there in my dorm room (yes, the flair for the dramatic has always been there), the last thing I needed was what was outside the window.  It was that guy, the one with the girlfriend, breaking apart heart-shaped cookies (that said girlfriend had bought him), and throwing them at my window. Symbolic much?

I eventually convinced myself that I couldn’t date someone who I was constantly convinced was going to die. It was terribly unfair of me, but also indicative of my condition at the time. G was upset, and gave me a burnt CD of his favorite song, which I ignored for a long time because I didn’t want to deal with what I had done. Later, much later, I listened to it and cried. And now I can’t remember the song, or the words, or why it hurt so badly to listen to it. Only that it was Yes.

(And kind of bad.)