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What Do They Know, Anyway...
Mar. 28th, 2005 07:51 pmHave you ever heard a song play that just sent you soaring back to an era you haven't thought of in a long time?
As the sweet, melodic vocals soothed my surroundings, I remembered my first boyfriend. A little bit of Wolfsheim and POOF I'm back at Beanie's studio, making out and questioning the value of keeping my virginity much longer.
And then the soundtrack changed.
Suddenly, I'm back in my natural habitat. Back in my bedroom, but it's my old bedroom, listening to that good ol' 'picture of nectar' and making a pepsi can bowl with Bethany. When it was no longer needed, it was cast away, under a little end table where I threw all my empty djarum boxes. That was the day I dreamed of making a smoker's paradise (or at least a smoker's suburbia) out of the boxes and butts. I never did. Tape and glue were not in abundance here as they are now. And the smoke has long since been cleared.
Right now I'm lingering in the song that makes me sing in the passenger seat.
As the sweet, melodic vocals soothed my surroundings, I remembered my first boyfriend. A little bit of Wolfsheim and POOF I'm back at Beanie's studio, making out and questioning the value of keeping my virginity much longer.
And then the soundtrack changed.
Suddenly, I'm back in my natural habitat. Back in my bedroom, but it's my old bedroom, listening to that good ol' 'picture of nectar' and making a pepsi can bowl with Bethany. When it was no longer needed, it was cast away, under a little end table where I threw all my empty djarum boxes. That was the day I dreamed of making a smoker's paradise (or at least a smoker's suburbia) out of the boxes and butts. I never did. Tape and glue were not in abundance here as they are now. And the smoke has long since been cleared.
Right now I'm lingering in the song that makes me sing in the passenger seat.
