There’s this thing that I’ve termed a “watershed song”, which basically a song that I’ve heard at a particularly significant time in my life, and when listened to again, reminds me of the time, place and circumstance that I was involved in when I marked that particular watershed.
It sounds simple, and really, it is, but the strong memories evoked by these songs are probably, and hopefully, something that will remind me how life has been, and has changed by so infinitely much.
So tonight, this is what I did – I listened to Delta Goodrem’s Innocent Eyes and I remembered the time I fought my demons and took the step away from the insanity of self-imposed perfection and a step towards self-focussed therapy.
I listened to Elan’s Midnight and I remembered the difference it made to feel the genuine concern of a real human being while being so many miles away from home.
I listened to Christina Aguilera’s Can’t Hold Us Down and I remembered the times that I tried so hard to be who I was not and could never ever end up being (thankfully).
I listened to Breathe’s Hands to Heaven and I remembered the delusions I held stubbornly onto about my first love, and how hard I had to fight to be with, and then without, him.
I listened to Katie Melua’s The Closest Thing To Crazy and remembered how emotional pain can be so intense that it could end up being physical, and how I thought that being twenty-two was, um, old.
Mood incongruent recall?