Day 111: nostalgia in a soundtrack

It appears I have been writing about nostalgia a lot lately.  I began looking over past journals and diaries, and I found that I often do this when Andy is gone, so it is not an unusual behavior for me.  🙂  Anyways, I had a kid-free night, courtesy of Give Parents a Break from the AYP and the CDC, so Erin and I went to see the movie “American Reunion.”  It was decent – the same raunchy, immature humor that you saw in the original “American Pie” movies – and I laughed a lot.  What I loved the most about the film was the music in it.  It had a good mix of newer and older songs.  I heard My Chemical Romance’s “Na Na Na” and a little of new Good Charlotte.  However, many of the songs from the original “American Pie” movie were also present, including “Sway” by Bic Runga and “Freshman” by the Verve Pipe.  Erin and I kept looking at each other, saying, “I love this song!” while simultaneously feeling old for knowing all the words among kids who had no clue what we were talking about.

I could not stop thinking about these songs though as we had dinner with some other friends and I picked up my children.  “American Pie” was one of the first movies I ever viewed against my parents wishes.  I was not allowed to watch rated R movies, unless my parents were with me.  However this movie came out when I was 15, and all my friends had either seen it or were going to see it.  It was one of the first movies I ever sneaked into (you know, the old buy a ticket for one movie, then go into another trick?).  I can understand why my parents didn’t want me to see this at such a young age, but I still had to see what all my friends were calling “the best movie….ever!”  “American Pie” was raunchy, hilarious, but also somewhat relative to the life of most teenagers.  While not everyone was so willing to lose their virginity on prom night for the sake of doing it, I could relate to the characters wanting to find the right person and the right moment.  I saw myself in the girls who wanted to see past the typical jock or the most beautiful guy in school to find someone who would treat them well the next day.  I heard the song “Sway” tonight and felt like I was 15 again, holding hands with my boyfriend in the movie theater and hoping that someday, I would find someone to match those lyrics in the song:

Don’t stray
Don’t ever go away
I should be much to smart for this
You know it gets the better
Of me sometimes
When you and I collide
I fall into an ocean of you
Pull me out in time
Don’t let me drown
Let me down
I say its all because of you and here I go
Losing my control
I’m practising your name
So I can say it to your face it doesn’t seem right
To look you in the eye
And let all the things you mean to me
Come tumbling out my mouth indeed its time
Tell you why
I say its infinately true
Say you’ll stay
Don’t come and go
Like you do
Sway my way
Yeah I need to know
All about you
And there’s no cure
And no way to be sure
Why everythings turned inside out
Instilling so much doubt
It makes me so tired
I feel so uninspired
My head is battling with my heart
My logic has been torn apart
And now
It all turns sour
Come sweeten
Every afternoon
Say you’ll stay
Don’t come and go
Like you do
Sway my way
Yeah I need to know
All about you
Say you’ll stay
Don’t come and go
Like you do
Sway my way
Yeah I need to know
All about you
Its all because of you (lyrics courtesy of Lyrics007 and my own memory 🙂 )

Truth be told, the guy holding my hand in that theater was not the one, and I found that person later (aka my husband).  But at that time, I thought this was a great song to say all the things I wanted to say but did not have the courage to.  

In my “About Me” section on my Facebook page, I wrote that every song, book, or poem holds memories for me.  Above all this, music is particularly important.  “Black Balloon” by the Goo Goo Dolls is probably my favorite song of all time, and it was the song of an entire summer to me and a friend of mine.  We would stay up to all hours of the night, listening to TRL and hoping for this music video to play amongst the Britney Spears and NSYNC videos.  Anything by Nirvana reminds me of living in Washington and of my cousin Eric.  I hate country music, but “Movin’ On” by Rascal Flatts and “From This Moment” by Shania Twain hold special significance to Andy and I.  I won tickets for my sister and I to see All-American Rejects in an acoustic set at Warped Tour 2005, so I always think fondly of that awesome day when I hear a song of theirs.  Anything by Wilson Phillips reminds me of my mother and singing in the bathtub with her and my sisters.  If I scroll through my music playlist, I am astonished by what I find – Drake, My Chemical Romance, Asking Alexandria, Justin Bieber, Rent soundtrack, Joni Mitchell, Mayday Parade, Fall Out Boy, All Time Low, Weezer, Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Big Time Rush, Muse, Paramore, Glee soundtrack – because all of it is so diverse and inconsistent.  Everything has a meaning, a purpose – it all holds a memory of some point in my life that I wish to cling to.

What music makes you fade into yesteryear?  If you are like me, it can be just about anything…but isn’t that one of the wonderful things about art?  Beyond the aesthetic, art in any form is more than just notes on a page or colors on a canvas.  It can transform and transcend – and in my case, it can take me back to the girl with big curled bangs and braces, the girl who worried about cheerleading and passing chemistry, and the girl who didn’t know that life would be so much more beyond high school.  Can your music or your movies do that?


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