music flashbacks

while working on the computer today, i decided to make another small dent in the pile of cds that needs to be imported into itunes. got a dozen or so done. good job me. in doing so, i came across some gems that haven't seen light of day in quite a while.

the first was white light riot (atomism). jump on the band wagon now, folks - these guys are going to be big. they were fabulous last summer at peavey plaza. i enjoyed the show so much that i bought a cd. i would later find, much to my delight, a hand-written note inside, thanking me for supporting local music, and the inside of the cover was autographed by the band members. it was numbered 3 of 100, so i expect it to be quite the collector's item one day.

the other treasure was dishwalla (opaline). the song angels or devils puts me in a remote place, even today.

it makes me sad to witness the death of music on a physical media. i have such fond memories of getting a new cd (or album, way back). it was a ritual. first, i'd play the song(s) i knew, reading the lyrics and inevitably discovering that i'd been singing some of them wrong. next, play the album through while studying every detail of the cover, maybe replaying the ones i knew, memorizing the lyrics to each song. and finally, play my favorites over and over until i'm sure it drove my mother nuts.

i love hearing an old favorite song. i'm transformed into the person i was at the time it first became a favorite. the present time and adult worries melt away until only the core of who i was back then is left.

huh. perhaps time travel is possible. into the past, at least.