stephanieNY

So, I've got this bank of songs I pull from every once in a while when jogged by something I'm doing, reading, seeing, etc. I know this is no phenomenon, everyone's got a sort of internal soundtrack. I was just thinking about mine and laughing because it's generally reeeeaaally literal. For instance, The Mamas and the Papas - Monday, Monday when it is actually Monday; Flaming Lips - It's Summertime when I'm reveling in moments of summer; Bob Dylan - Times They Are A Changin' when reading the news or something. (That one's funny too because I'm 29, not 69.) It's like stating the obvious to myself in song. My favorite and most frequent one is Grand Funk Railroad - I'm Your Captain, but more specifically, the "I'm getting closer to my home" part. I usually start singing it as I'm actually walking home, toward my apartment, and also on the bus as it pulls off the Mass Pike into Boston. It's really fun. And the beauty of this one is that you don't need to know any more lyrics because he just sings that line over and over again, each time more revved up than the previous. It's awesome.

Aaaaaanyway, I bring it up now, because I started singing it silently yesterday as I was powering through my Flash animation final and thinking about this summer in Boston, and again this morning as I sat down to write my history paper and thought how soon tomorrow is. Tomorrow is when I hand both of these things in and complete the finals portion of the end of this semester. The end is near and I'm feelin' it.

Skip to 2:45 to get to the right part. Or watch the whole thing because it's pretty amazing. Shea Stadium, 1971.