you know those moments, people, trials, & travels that can be defined by specific songs, or albums? especially when it's not a conscious decision on choosing the soundtrack--this trip will be remembered because i'm going to listen to this song or artist over, and over again--it just kinda, happens. and the memories come flooding back every time the song, or album comes on. without permission of entering your mind either. it can come back a month later. it can come back years later. but whenever you hear that song, and all the memories, and emotions from that time come rushing back into your head. i have replayed, and ignored songs for that exact reason.
i'm sitting here, on my break in between classes. sitting in my favorite hidden corner in the library. [i sit here when i don't want to see anyone and just think. plus i over looks the strip, and the comfy seat is always open.]
i'm sitting here, on my break in between classes. sitting in my favorite hidden corner in the library. [i sit here when i don't want to see anyone and just think. plus i over looks the strip, and the comfy seat is always open.]
what an awesome place to study. or just sit, and think. right?! i got out my books to study, and put my itunes library on shuffle. which i never do. there's just too much variety. i have tons, and tons of playlists consisting of songs i bundled together. and i usually pick whatever style i'm in the mood for. but i felt adventurous today. and the first few songs that came on, made me have an over flow of memories come back to me. so i thought i'd let you in on a few of my music memories.
1. mark wagner: my senior year, and last year at younglife camp's singer. it's the best week of your life. so, if you have a chance to go to a YL camp... go. anyways, his songs are quite lovely. and he can do the lion king song! yeah, the nnnnaaaaaaasss seeebena.. yeah, that one. but the song that came on was she's beautiful. it's probably one of my favorite song of all time.
2. paul wright: my dad travels a lot for his job. like he's flying around the country 2 weeks out of the month a lot. one time he had a conference in south beach, florida so my mom decided that we would crash it. so while my dad was in his meetings 20 floors up looking out the window, my mom and i would be at the pool, or out on the beach. there's a song on paul wright's album called south beach, & i made it my mission to be the first song i listened to in well, south beach. [cleaver right??] and my ipod didn't leave the sunrise to sunset album until we got back home. and i was perfectly fine with it.
3. tito el bambino: okay, i know, you're probably staring at the screen with a really puzzled look on your face... but just go with it. ;) when i lived in phoenix me and one of my roommates would blast this song over and over and over again. yes, i do know what it means. and yes, i still love it. we had four roommates total, and two of them were originally from phoenix, so they were always at their parents houses. & when they weren't there, we would blast it, and sing/dance obnoxiously. i remember one night when i think we were the only ones on our floor we put it on repeat, and cranked the speakers up to 100% and danced from our room until we couldn't hear it anymore... and someone from two floors away called the RA and said we were being obnoxious. which was probably true.