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Rediscovering Old Loves ...
Isn't it funny how you can love something -- I mean realy love it -- and, yet, lose track of it?
In this instance I am talking about music. I'm sitting here listening to one of my old Creed albums. I can remember when I first got these CDs. They were on continuous loop in my life. Literally. I listened to them in the car ... at home ... at work. Seemed like I was never without some form of their music playing. I love it. And, yet, it has been at least a couple of years since I last heard any of these songs. I feel that is weird on some sort of cosmic level. Weird in a way that I can't express or explain, even to myself. It's one of those things that makes me shrug at my life and say, "Huh." Needless to say, I wouldn't call them a "favorite" band. I mean, they aren't like my Goos. I can't go even one day without listening to the Goo Goo Dolls, and it's been that way ever since I first heard their music. Total addiction.
But, Creed's music ... I love it, too. Even though I had, somehow, forgotten about that. Especially My Own Prison. I came to the band through their Human Clay album, but I have to admit I like My Own Prison better. It is so raw and hard and just ... in your face. Lyrics that have something to say. Something gritty and hard. Lyrics like that need strong music, and, to me, this album delivers. It's the kind of music you need to blast. I can remember all the times I would sit in my car, especially at the end of a long day, with my stereo turned up so loud that it rattled the windows, and just let this music wash over me. Until I could feel it banging against my rib cage, like it had come to life and become part of me. Good times. Good memories. Colored bittersweet by the knowledge that the band isn't around any more. Although Alter Bridge does have the same sound. Well, I think so. But, the lyrics aren't as strong.
Anyhow, where was I? Oh, yeah ... good memories. *happy sigh*
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Yeah, I'm a doofus. This, I know. Heh.
In this instance I am talking about music. I'm sitting here listening to one of my old Creed albums. I can remember when I first got these CDs. They were on continuous loop in my life. Literally. I listened to them in the car ... at home ... at work. Seemed like I was never without some form of their music playing. I love it. And, yet, it has been at least a couple of years since I last heard any of these songs. I feel that is weird on some sort of cosmic level. Weird in a way that I can't express or explain, even to myself. It's one of those things that makes me shrug at my life and say, "Huh." Needless to say, I wouldn't call them a "favorite" band. I mean, they aren't like my Goos. I can't go even one day without listening to the Goo Goo Dolls, and it's been that way ever since I first heard their music. Total addiction.
But, Creed's music ... I love it, too. Even though I had, somehow, forgotten about that. Especially My Own Prison. I came to the band through their Human Clay album, but I have to admit I like My Own Prison better. It is so raw and hard and just ... in your face. Lyrics that have something to say. Something gritty and hard. Lyrics like that need strong music, and, to me, this album delivers. It's the kind of music you need to blast. I can remember all the times I would sit in my car, especially at the end of a long day, with my stereo turned up so loud that it rattled the windows, and just let this music wash over me. Until I could feel it banging against my rib cage, like it had come to life and become part of me. Good times. Good memories. Colored bittersweet by the knowledge that the band isn't around any more. Although Alter Bridge does have the same sound. Well, I think so. But, the lyrics aren't as strong.
Anyhow, where was I? Oh, yeah ... good memories. *happy sigh*
...
Yeah, I'm a doofus. This, I know. Heh.