Over and Over Again

I sat down at the desk in the junk room to write a blog post an hour ago. All I have done so far is listen to music on Spotify. Music from my distant past. While writing this, Wilson Phillips are singing “Hold On”, and I’m remembering drawing a picture of them in the back of my college art sketchbook.

It’s funny how music has the keys to every door we might lock – how it can take us back to moments in the past so directly. There’s something wrong about streaming the likes of Wilson Phillips via the internet though – they should really be played from a cheap CD player, propped on the edge of the desk, with the crystal case left open in front of it – the lyrics to the songs printed over shots of the band in the sleeve notes.

There was something about the order of tracks on an album – we would remember which track came next – waiting for it’s opening bars during the silence.

Music used to be more important than it is now. I’m sure of it. I invested a LOT of money in my first music system – a “mini” system which I still own – still propped in the the corner of the lounge nearly thirty years and three house moves after it’s original purchase. I walked into the local Hi-Fi shop with my Dad, with a firm maximum figure in mind (basically everything I had in the bank). I spent almost double what I had, and paid my Dad back over several months.

Before relationships, children, house ownership, and all the other out-goings that come with “being a grown-up”, I used to buy a lot of music. My older brother called me “Mr Expendable Income”. When I first started going out with the girl I would one day marry, she laughed at the number of books and CDs in my apartment – she also took me shopping to buy house plants, and a rug for the living room.

“Eyes Like Twins” just started playing. I remember playing this track late at night in the summer with the sliding doors onto my balcony wide open – the curtains billowing in the night breeze. So many memories.

I mentioned that I’m sitting in the junk room. I should probably start calling it “the study”, on account of tidying it up this afternoon. It now looks fairly presentable – and the bin outside is full. While sorting through ten years worth of ephemera, I turned up three CDs burned by a close friend from the past. Armed with a modern smartphone I photographed them, and sent her a message on WhatsApp.

“Remember these?”.

She responded a few moments later with hearts. I remember opening the post the day they arrived years ago, and listening to them on my music system – the music system I had bought with my Dad, that still sits in our lounge.

It’s funny how everything goes in circles, isn’t it. Life, music, stories, crossed paths, emotions, experiences, adventures. We all somehow end up where we started, over and over again.

12 Replies to “Over and Over Again”

  1. Wow !! I just listen to them and that song Hold on .. I loved , love them .oh yeah what memories that brought back for me, I call it my teenage boyfriend era (hahaha) it’s defiantly something how some things circle back around.

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  2. Maybe music IS still as important as it was before. Perhaps it’s just the ‘time’ we spend with it that’s a little different because of all the ‘busy’ of adult life. I don’t know. Back in the day, I remember having plenty of moments like your billowing curtain sigh fest, and now I’m lucky if I even notice the curtains at all, let alone what music is playing in the background. The thing is music IS important to me, and of late I’ve been fighting for it, making sure I really let it IN. Sounds a bit dramatic, but I really am half the person when there’s no music around to remind me of who I really am. Jeez. That got deep. Lol. 😂

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    1. I’ll have you know the first album I bought was a gatefold vinyl album. And yes – vinyl albums were MUCH better than CDs, and infinitely better than downloads. You really felt like you had bought something. I remember listening to “Give My Regards to Broad Street” again, and again, and again. We still have a turntable at home 🙂

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  3. I used to spend a ton of money on CDs, too! Even at my poorest, I still allocated enough in my budget to buy one new album every month.

    I am soooo thankful for Spotify! Now I have the world of music at my fingertips ready to play without having to lug around actual products like CDs and tapes or having a system nearby to play them. 🙂

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  4. I literally just heard this song the other day in the car! Maybe yesterday. I lose track of time when traveling …”why do you lock yourself in these chains….”. I remember only owning vinyl and tapes and somebody telling me about how great the music sounded on CD’s. I must have been 13 or 14. When I went back to college in 2010, my Chemistry lab partner was this 20ish year old guy who collected vinyl along with his brother. At the time, I didn’t even realize you could buy current music on vinyl.

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