Too Many Memories

July 26, 2004 at 8:51 pm (Uncategorized)

Too Many Memories
Take me back
Too many memories
Take me back
So many memories
Take me back

(I can’t remember all of the lyrics… this is the best I can do)

Everywhere I go
and every place
I imagine I still see her face
Oh there ain’t a way I can erase

Too many memories
That make me cry
Too many memories
That never die
No they won’t ever die

I will go on dying everday
Oh baby if you don’t come home to stay
Oh there ain’t a way I can erase

Anyway, I can’t remember any more, at least in any coherent form. That song is by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons and was released along with Walk Like A Man, Sherry, and Big Girls Don’t Cry sometime in the 70’s. I know this because it was on 8-track and it was owned by my mother. It was a compilation of sorts but I don’t remember the name of it. My mother may still have the 8-track and she probably has something to play it on.

Anyway, as early as 1977 I can remember listening to and singing that song. I remember because our Chihuahua, Taffy, died on January 22, 1977. I remember that because it is my aunt’s birthday. I remember crying to that song because it was sad. It spoke of loss and pain. Years later, while the 8-Track player still functioned, I sat down and transcribed the lyrics and put them in my writing folder. I know they are written on lined notebook paper and there is a sticker on the paper of a green dragon. It is written in neat 12-year old handwriting, as though it was very important. It was important and it still is because I gave it significance.

As so I can say, there is the instant where my love affair with music began. It is where I began attaching significance to memories and reliving those memories encased in music.

Just a small town girl
Livin’ in a lonely world
She took the midnight train
Goin’ anywhere

Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train
Goin’ anywhere

A singer in a smoky room
The smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

That’s Don’t Stop Believin’ by Journey. Those lyrics always bring my bud AZ to mind as he was raised in Detroit and I was raised in a small town and, well, it means something to me. To me, that song is us. It is the essence of us and will forever be the essence of us, if only in my mind, in my memories. Its soft like a pillow and I lay down on it frequently.

A lot of people attach significance to songs because they were playing at a certain time in our lives, when something significant happened. I can remember a couple of instances of that happening.

Everybody Wants You — Billy Squire

You see ’em comin’ at you every night
Strung on pretension,
they fall for you at first sight
You know their business,
you think it’s a bore
They make you restless,
it’s nothin’ you ain’t seen before
Get around town, spend your time on the run
You never let down,
say you do it for fun
Never miss a play,
though you make quite a few
You give it all away –
everybody wants you

Thunderstruck – AC/DC

(Thunder)
I was caught
In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder) […of a lightning attack]
I looked round
And I knew there was no turning back (Thunder)
My mind raced
And I thought what could I do (Thunder)
And I knew
There was no help, no help from you (Thunder)
Sound of the drums
Beatin’ in my heart
The thunder of guns
Tore me apart
You’ve been – thunderstruck

I used to dance to those two songs at the bar that AZ worked. He worked on the second floor which overlooked the dance floor if you stood at the far end of it and occasionally I would catch him watching me. Yes, I was an attention whore, not to mention, I really love to dance. I’m not much for today’s dance music though unless you count “Dirrty” by Christina Aquilera and the Moulin Rouge song Lady Marmalade.

Right now I’m listening to Skid Row’s Slave to the Grind which includes such memorable tunes as Psycho Love, Get the Fuck Out, Quicksand Jesus and Wasted Time. I remember being in the mosh pit at the Skid Row/Pantera show sometime during the Slave tour and before Sebastian Bach made his exit. I remember watching Rachel Bolan’s hair swinging along with his nose ring to earring via chain ensemble to Piece of Me.

Caught a lonely lady
Crying on a cigarette
I got nasty, nasty habits
And that’s all she’s gonna get from me

One for the money, two for the show
A ’round and ’round and ’round we go
Take a look at what-a you might need
You better hurry
To get a piece of me

I don’t have looks,
I don’t have money
But I know one thing’s for sure
One night ain’t enough of my love
She wanted more, more, more

When I came home the other night I immediately started looking for Skid Row and found Slave to the Grind, which is cool but I also found Cinderella’s Night Songs, which includes Push, Push, Somebody Save Me and Shake Me.

She’s lookin’ fine
Flashin’ like a neon sign
She thinks it’s love
I said that comes with time
I’m gettin’ ready
The love’s lookin’ steady
It’s gettin’ sticky
I thought she might miss me
She looked at me and said
I need a little

Push, push
Come and give a little
Push, push
If ya take a little
Push, push
Then you’ll get a little
Push, push

AZ and I were discussing the greatness of the late 80’s, early 90’s… the time before responsibility, a time of fun and parties, headbanging, air guitar. He spoke wistfully, however… I still know that Push, Push is great song to strip to. I think he needs reminding that although he now has three jobs, a house and all the trappings of being a “real” adult, as long as the music lives, the memories live and as long as the memories live we’re still 21 and 28, I’m still drunk, sleeping in my car waiting for him to come home. He still owns a blue and green bathrobe and has long hair. I think its time to remind him.

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9 Comments

  1. Anonymous said,

    Ahhh, memories. 🙂 The 80’s music (especially hard rock and heavy metal) was all about fun, parties, getting laid, etc. I mean, just look at the hard rock videos of the 80’s (when MTV actually played videos). You had booze, chicks, motorcycles, and hot, long-haired dudes singing about having a good time. Occasionally you would have the power ballad, but it still included all the above. 😉
    The early 90’s the videos and lyrics became too serious. It went from “let’s party and fuck!” to “my life sucks. The world sucks.”
    I blame it on the Seattle bands at the time. lol.
    Oh how I miss the 80’s. 🙂
    Nowadays hard rock is still a little too serious but at least the “grungeness” has went away, not that grunge was bad. It had it’s many moments and I dug a lot of bands at that time, including Alice In Chains. Thankfully we now have bands like Nickelback…..pure rock-and-roll.
    Awesome posts dude!

    -Tina

  2. Zelda said,

    Man, the stuff that was playing when I was old enough to have memories seems artistically wasteful compared to 80s hair metal. I wasn’t born at the right time for it, but it is still where my musical soul resides.

  3. Celti said,

    Wow, what a blast from the past! I love all of that old ’80s music. I absolutely adore Journey – they had some of the best love songs ever. Don’t Stop Believin’ was one of their best. I lost my virginity to a long haired rebel-boy at the age of 16 with Ozzy playing.

    I, too, used to dance for a man who watched me from above…he was the DJ in my favorite bar and would always play Nine Inch Nails for me. Head Like a Hole is a good strip song, too (“bow down before the one you serve, you’re going to get what you deserve”).

    Thanks for the memories and the wonderful post (as always).

  4. jp said,

    Inanna, I’m feelin pretty old right about now. :o)

    BTW – You love AZ….do I need to draw you 2 a map?

  5. phoebe said,

    yes, I’m with JP… you seem to be headed somewhere here lately — are you aware of that?

  6. Jenn said,

    Music will heal the soul! You can alway tell my mood my the music I have on, and I always have music playing in my house. Lots of big hair bands here too. I laughed so hard when you brough up Cinderlla, I met them in our mall when they came here. Oh the memories you brought back with this post.

  7. Inanna said,

    Beanie — thanks for stopping by. You rock DUDE!!

    Celti — love to dance!!

    JP and Sister Moon — (blush) I do and have for a long time. Not sure how he’ll ever feel the same though.

    Jenn — Rock on SISTER!!

  8. phoebe said,

    Yes, that particular confessional moment’s always fearsome, just b/c it is. As long as the reason you “don’t know” is not that you doubt that he should love you, I’m totally with you. I’m trusting you know where it counts, tho, Sister Spirit, that it’d take a defect in him not to.

  9. Inanna said,

    Sister Moon — Thank you for that comment… it really made me think.

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