Losing My Religion
No, I am not going to quote that R.E.M. song, though I do have it running through my noggin right about now, mostly because I listened to my R.E.M. mix tonight, to and from dinner and the mall, whilst driving up and down I-57, on a moonless night that, at different points along the drive back, seemed dark as any night I can ever remember.
These are the songs on my R.E.M. mix, which did not include at least a couple of their songs that I really really like (“It’s the End of the World as We Know It [And I Feel Fine]” and “Shiny Happy People”) simply because I did not have them downloaded or on CD when I made the mix:
- At My most Beautiful
- So. Central Rain (I’m Sorry)
- Time after Time (Annelise)
- (Don’t Go Back to) Rockville
- Cuyahoga
- Everybody Hurts
- All the Right Friends
- Hope
- Man on the Moon
- Losing My Religion
- Sweetness Follows
- Superman
I am not sure these are in the order they appear on the mix. I mean, I am sure about 1 through 7, and 11 and 12, but honestly, the CD is out in my car, and I am not going to go get it just to check.
Songs 2 through 5, and “Superman” are especially important to me because they are from the Reckoning and Lifes Rich Pageant albums that meant so much when I was in college, hanging out at the Uptowner/Cellar, where they played Reckoning ALL the time (on cassette tape, I believe!). And I remember Lifes songs because someone, somewhere, played them at after-bars parties. Not that I went to all that many: By the time the bars closed, I was usually ready to call it a night, but occasionally ... yeah.
: )
My favorite REM song, at this moment and for probably the last 3 years, is “At My Most Beautiful.”
I quoted lyrics to her, once: “I count your eyelashes ...”
A bit of pleasure followed, and then mucho pain ensued. Months of it.
She quoted lyrics to me, another time: “You always listen carefully/to awkward rhymes/You always say your name/like I wouldn’t know it’s you ...”
(At your most beautiful.)
I will always love that song. Always.
I’ve found a way to make you/I’ve found a way/a way to make you smile.
That was all I ever wanted to do, really.
: )
I keep wanting to get political, but I simply cannot muster the strength. Nor the words.
: )
I started watching To Kill a Mockingbird today, and already I love it, though it is different, in some ways, from the book. I have decided the girl who plays Scout looks almost exactly like my mother, when Mom was a little girl. In this one particular picture that I happened upon a couple of summers ago.
This makes me smile.
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