<E2D2> Pop quiz time. Bonus GP to everyone who daylogs the most memorable song or album of their childhood. Due by midnight tonight
It will sound extremely clichéd to say that music is an integral part of my life, without which I would be a substantially different person. Almost every phase of my life so far and most days within those phases have been marked, touched, embedded, sweetened, burdened or otherwise accompanied with music.
That, the time restriction to post this log and my general lazyness will be my excuses for writing about a memorable song or album, but not necessarily the most memorable one. You've been warned.
One of the first (and few) birthday presents I got from my father was The Beatles' Please please me. I remember my brother and me riding on my father's blue pickup and learning how to use the tape player on our way to a natural park of sorts. Maybe we didn't quite "get" what the songs were about.
- It wouldn't be until 2011 when I got to play I saw her standing there with my brothers and sister in Rockband Beatles. It was maybe the first time we all played together (we all know how to play one instrument or another), and even if they were only plastic controllers, it felt like the real thing. Expert Bass is a beauty to play.
- I would listen to Misery when the first girl I liked turned me down, sometime around 2000 or 2001, thinking how the world was treating me bad
- I would learn how to play Anna (go to him) around 2002, when a friend of mine (called Anna) wanted to know if there was a song named after her. She didn't like the message, but appreciated the gesture.
- Chains was probably the first song I learned with that "minor change" (ooh, these chains of lo-o-ove). This must have been in '97 or so
- I made the foolish mistake of playing Boys for an english class in 2003. Imagine teenage Andy getting excited in a classroom full of more hormonal teenagers who didn't know these geniuses.
- I've never sung Ask me why in public. After 2005, I don't want to.
- Please please me "forced" me to speed up my chord changes so I could play the whole song consistently. This must've been around 2000
- I had heard Love me do in either the Red or Blue compilation albums (I can't remember which one). When I saw the cover photos I thought they did the same thing every year. Boy, I was a little more gullible back then
- I've never seen P. S. I love you and I kinda don't want to. I have a strange fetish for snail mail and that kind of written messages. Postscripts are like finding one extra cookie when you thought the jar was empty. Something similar happens with this song.
- I think Baby it's you is the only song here without any particular memory associated to it. It's interesting for being uninteresting
- There's this hilarious episode of Home Improvement where Tim has to tend some clients and celebrate his anniversary on the same weekend. They all go to the same hotel and Tim juggles his time between the japanese guys and Jill. On Saturday night, after waiting for him forever, Jill goes down to the bar to find his husband and some guys singing Do you want to know a secret? in karaoke. I could paraphrase those lines forever:
- Tim, what do you think you're doing?
- Ringo's part...
- I don't have any particular memory about A taste of honey. That's how I roll
- I woke up to There's a place playing on the radio almost a year ago, after waking up from one of those nights of self-loathing. I wondered if it was a message from above. I forgot about it two hours and three beers later.
- I played Twist and shout with my high school band at a school festival or something. Earlier, I had my first vodka ever. Maybe it was the dizziness after our gig, but to this day I prefer orange over pineapple juice.
But I couldn't know back then how much it would impact me. Just like
Steve Jobs said, you can only connect the dots when looking backwards. The album was only played when we were out for a swim with my cousins. I didn't need to know the lyrics or importance of the guys playing. I only needed uplifting tunes to dance in my seat