Love’s musical posts… current!

So, as I slowly get these little posts about music and how it’s intertwined into my love life, I hadn’t had one happen in my life recently.  Basically since I started this blog I haven’t had a girl that I really like that had a song that would always make me think of her when I heard it.  My romantic life these past few years has been rocky to say the least.  Well things happen and sometimes we find someone that we weren’t looking for.  All the stars align and it’s beautiful.  But then one gets destroyed by the Death Star and everything gets crazy.  Or crazzy if you ask Crazy Dave.

I am currently crushing on a girl pretty majorly and somehow a song fell into place with me liking her.  The first line in Lorde’s song “Ribs” is “The drink you spilt all over me.”  Well,  One of the first times we hung out together with just the two of us I found one of those new Coke bottles with the “Share a Coke with…” label with her name on it.


I had it stuffed in my backpack as we wandered around downtown Fort Worth and while we were sitting down together at the Water Gardens I decided to open it up.  Guess what happened.  Whoosh!  Ker-splash!  Make your own sound effect!

Well, I hadn’t really listened to much of Lorde’s album, I’d pretty much switch it off after I heard “Royals” but I ended up listening to more of it on a whim.  “Ribs” made me think of the innocence that our first few days together was like.  Holding hands as we walked around, just enjoying being together.  We had a first kiss that I’m probably going to remember forever and she has a smile that will always melt my heart.  What comes next I don’t know but I’m being very hopeful.  Anywho here’s the song that I hope I’ll be enjoying for years to come:


Images of love… or something.




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34 years ago Led Zeppelin did this to me.

August 15, 1979 an album was released.  Wrapped in a brown paper cover with a stamp on the front it became my favorite album of all time a good 16 years later.  I still own it on vinyl, cassette, CD, and somewhere in a box here or at my parent’s house 8-Track.  It’s Led Zeppelin’s In Through the Out Door.


Now, I’ve already talked about Fool in the Rain on this blog Continue reading

Love’s musical post part 8

September 11th, 2001.  A day we all will remember.

And the first time I ever sang karaoke.

My last long term relationship had fallen apart and I had bounced around a few places after moving out.  I was staying in a strange apartment used more for sleep than anything else.  Heck, I had to use a fold out couch for my bed because the room was so small that a normal bed wouldn’t fit.  I was working at Albertson’s  at the time and a few nights a week as a bouncer at a crummy dive bar with no cute patrons.

The night before I was sent home early from the bar.  Since I had the next day off I went to downtown Fort Worth because I knew some friends were at a club.  A club that was FOUR CLUBS IN ONE!!!  We closed down three of those four clubs and I went home expecting to sleep well into the afternoon.  That didn’t happen.

For some reason I woke up early and turned on the radio.  Sports Radio 1310 the Ticket, but they weren’t talking sports.  They were talking about how a small one to two person plane had hit one of the Twin Towers.  Well, that’s not what had really happened and we all know the rest of that story.  As for my story…

I went and gave blood that day and then gathered up a few friends.  And found out where my ex was going to be that night.  When you’re young it’s really easy to convince yourself you can get them back.  Especially when you’re lacking blood and had a few beers.

So we ended up at a bar that was known for cars getting broken into and the cops harassing the patrons as they left.  For karaoke night.  You can see where this is going can’t you…  I was sure I could get her back with a well sung tune on this emotional day and she and I would get married and live happily ever after.

I guess I picked the wrong song.

Or it was the fact I really sucked at singing it.

Oh well, life went on.  She married the guy she was there with and I never got to slash his tires.  Dern it.  But I did move out of that apartment shortly after and embarked on another dumb part of my life.

So what song that could have tipped the balance for me did I horribly butcher?  Why One by Three Dog Night!  Here you go:


Love’s musical post part 7

This one’s a hard one.  Probably the hardest one because it was part of a perfect storm.  That and I didn’t know the lyrics…

So, here I was with a girl that I had been with for almost 3 years.  Early twenties, living together, having our problems and we went and saw one of her favorite actor’s new movies.  One Crazy Summer.  Oh wait, that would have been awesome.  It was High Fidelity.  No movie review here.

So we got into an arguement in the parking lot as we were leaving and started the fuming ride home, her driving, me staring out the passenger side.  The fabulous Grapevine Mills Mall and its state of the art new theater receding in the background.  And this song came on the radio and I pretty much only knew the title.  But this song made something click in my head and made me realize this was the girl I wanted to be with for the rest of my life…

Yeah, that didn’t happen.

So here it is, with lyrics and maybe why it was the worst/perfect song about that relationship.

Dern you Gordon Lightfoot.



Love’s musical post part 6

Somewhere right before the Y2K bug hit I started a long term relationship.  In that scary mishmash bouncing from college to college (add a Junior into one of those) I ended up dating a girl that I didn’t expect to be with for long.  Well. despite the ridiculousness of the early 20s I ended up really loving this girl.  It did take a bit of time to transition from feeling that it was temporary to the “this is the one.”  There was a point in time right before we moved in together that this song really explained my feelings.  Well, living together wasn’t quite what this song made me hope for but it does still strike a chord with me when I hear it.  (p.s. destroy anything that you’ve written down questioning your relationship before you move in with your significant other, even though it was dated from when you first started dating 2 years earlier it will not matter to them!)

Here you go, the Beach Boys:



Love’s musical list part 5

You know that weird phase I was talking about during my first years of college?  Well there was one relationship that was something and all or not that.  Yes that last sentence almost explains it.  Through all the weirdness and b.s. I still remember whatever happened.  Yeah.

Ok, context:  Back in the ’90s vampires didn’t sparkle but they were heading that way.  Interview With A Vampire and Bram Stoker’s Dracula had started paving the way for the change of vampires from vicious monsters to the male models on romance novels.  Yes even pre-Twight vampires gave me a headache. 

Well there was this little band called Concrete Blonde that released an album called “Bloodletting.”  A Southern goth-rock sounding album that the kids loved and in between longing  for Brad Pitt or Gary Oldman they’d rock out to it.  That or Nine Inch Nails and talk about how sexy Trent Reznor was.  Sorry, I’m getting bitter memories from that time.

One song was played more than others and that was the one that got stuck in my head.  Years later I enjoy and understand the lyrics more and the song still reminds me of the same girl. 


About three years ago I hung out with the girl that this song reminds me of and she still had the cassette tape that we used to listen in her beaten up boombox and my 1994 Ford Escort from about 16 years back.  It’s no E.L.O. but I do have it on CD now.