Thursday, March 12, 2009

blind



I was listening to the radio and heard a song which sounded something that came from The Sundays and low and behold it was (an old one)!

I haven't heard them in so long and it brought back memories of one of their albums called blind. I remember when I first heard them and listened to this album of theirs. My brother Aaron was the big music person in the family at the time (or at least the one who bought the most cds) so he exposed me to many different people before someone of my age would have heard them. That is one thing that I appreciate about him and learned from him and has influenced the way I am today.

I love, love, love music and it's a shame that I have no talent in playing anything or singing because if I did I would have gone into that. I appreciate all types of music and am always looking for new artists and different types of music.

But back to the album blind of The Sundays..... I remember going on this trip to the beach with the church high school group. I was younger than everybody else (and not actually in high school yet) and had brought this album with me to play in my portable c.d. player (wow, that sounds so weird now with ipods and such haha). The whole time I would just play this c.d. over and over and over again. I LOVED THIS CD, especially the song Goodbye. Goodbye was a song in particular I remember that I liked. I remember I tried to get in the van with people that I thought were cool and wanted to fit in with them but they all wanted to sit together. If I had rode with them it would have messed up their group, so as soon as I got in the van everybody suddenly changed their mind and got in a different van. I was a little disappointed with my failed efforts of fitting in. So, I sat up in the front seat with my youth pastor driving, put my head phones on, feet propped up on the dashboard, listening to The Sundays blind CD. 

The song on the radio (Summertime) just brought back that memory. It's funny how someone's voice or a particular song will trigger a memory like that. 

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