2.22.2009

Heard it in a Love Song (and Barfed it up in a Lincoln)

Admit it. As repugnant as that title sounds, you're intrigued, aren't you?

I was recently tagged on Facebook in one of those "chain messages" that you complete and then tag several of your friends to complete. This one required you to answer a list of questions by responding with the titles of songs from your iPod's "shuffle mode". You start with question 1 and answer with the first title in the shuffle. Then you answer question 2 with the next song in the shuffle and so forth.

As I was answering the various questions, I was struck by the fact that many of the songs have specific memories attached to them. And those that don't have specific memories usually remind me of certain people. So, it got me to thinking. What memories do other songs conjure up? What people come to mind when certain melodies stream through my earbuds? Let's see... 

Heard it in a Love Song by the Marshall Tucker Band was playing on the radio sometime in 1977 when I threw up in my great-aunt Ruby's Lincoln Continental after eating lunch at Mr. Drumstick.
Simply Irresistible by Robert Palmer:  This was often playing on the radio in Fred Hentchel's Color and Design class at ICC back in 1988.
Holding Out for a Hero by Bonnie Tyler:  I remember playing the heck out of this song (and others from the Footloose soundtrack) on Zina's stereo. Had to have been in 1983 or early 84.
Can't Stop This Thing We Started by Bryan Adams filled the Hamilton Hall second floor in 1991 because my neighbor and now best friend, Rosann Diedrich, played the holy heck out of it. I HATED that song for the longest time and then didn't hear it for several years. Once I heard it again, I couldn't help but smile!
Wicked Game by Chris Isaak:  All I need to do is mention that song to Kirsten Schaub (another dear friend), my dorm roommate, and two words come to mind—the video!
Indescribable by Chris Tomlin brings back great memories of Tomlin's concert in Peoria with several friends a few years ago.
One Headlight by the Wallflowers was all over the radio when I was living in my apartment in Eureka. Can't tell you how many times I awoke with this song screeching out of my alarm clock/radio.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself by the Georgia Satellites:  I will forever have the image of Don Rood and Andrew Harrod (and a few others I can't recall as part of a group called "Trenchcoat") doing this song at the high school talent show in 1986.
Cat's in the Cradle by Harry Chapin:  This was playing on the car radio when we went in the ditch coming home from Grandma Konrad's house. Had to have been in 1974 or 75.
New Sensation by INXS:  On a crappy weather day during my senior year of high school, we did this run/walk/run thing in PE. We started by running for an entire song until the next one started, then walked the next song, and so on. For some reason, this song sticks out as one blaring out of the boombox.
Shake You Down by Gregory Abbott:  At a dance my junior year in high school, Erica knew I had a crush on a particular guy and shoved me into him when this song began to play. Needless to say, I got my dance!
Who Can it be Now by Men at Work was the song we had to create a pompon routine to during try-outs in seventh grade. It won't be difficult for those who know me to believe that I didn't make the squad. I will forever associate this song with my lack of physical coordination.
Walk the Dinosaur by Was (Not Was):  Back in my days of working at the nursing home, some of us had a tradition of going to Cheddar's in Peoria after work for dinner (and dinner also included the Tuesday Night Long Island Iced Tea special!). I recall Shawn Roth cranking this up on the stereo of his Chevy Cavalier on one particular road trip—and with the car's occupants gleefully singing along!
Everlasting God by Lincoln Brewster was one of the songs the worship band played at Eastview the first Sunday I attended. Love this song!
I Like Chinese by Monty Python. I didn't fully appreciate the genius of Monte Python until I heard snippets of this on the old KZ-93 in Peoria (that ought to bring back some memories for people my age who grew up in central Illinois!). Gary Olson used to play a montage of goofy song lyrics and soundbytes, including lyrics from this song.

I could go on and on, and maybe this will turn into a sequel at some point. But for now, It's Time for Me to Fly.

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