That's a picture of me from a long time ago when I used to be in a popular D.C. cover band. That is my old friend and bandmate, Kevin Sambat standing next to me at Shamrockfest 2005. He is going to be mad I posted this. Oops.
More on Cover Band days later.
The point of showing you that picture of me with my nifty tambourine and my "pimp" jacket is so you know that I love, love, LOVE music.
Last week, one of my favorite bloggers, Theta Mom, wrote a post about how a song transported her back to a special moment in time. The song in question for her was "Slide" by the Goo Goo Dolls. I am not the biggest Goo Goo Dolls fan, but I love that song and understood exactly what she meant.
I love the enormity of what you can feel when you hear a song. I don't mean to be presumptuous but I am certain you all have your "songs" that can create an almost visceral response for you. I know that I can be going about a normal task and a song will come up on my iPod and bring me back to a memory from some time ago that I forgot I even remembered.
For example, "Feed The World" from Band Aid came on the other day and I was 9 years old again. In the 3rd grade and in desperate need of braces. When that song comes on the radio, it is a sensory rush that overwhelms me and almost brings me to my knees. The memories come at me like a swift punch to the gut and suddenly I remember.