I stand corrected
March 13, 2010 § 11 Comments
The first time I ever listened to…. Vampire Weekend was in my oldest sister’s convertible Volkswagen beetle in the first hour of being in Los Angeles about a year ago. I arrived after sunset on an evening warm enough to keep the top down. An airplane flew right over our heads while listening to One (Blake’s got a new face).
The first time I ever listened to…. Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros I fell in love with the sound. Some sexy chump played it on the computer, while sexy chump number 2 started singing the words. Sexy chump number 1 sang along, as I sat there listening with a fat grin on my face. I guess I lost my voice at a perfect time, because I would’ve attempted to sing if I had my voice, and everyone knows it is always awkward trying to sing a song you don’t know the words too. Thank you, Buddha!
Bob Dylan saved my life sophomore year. He kept me from making a huge mistake. On the way home from a certain park in a mini van, one fine Saturday evening, this good-looking punk put in a Bob Dylan cassette into the tape player. The first song to play was of course All I Really Want to Do by good ol’ Bob. “All I really want to doooo, is baby be friends with you”. I got the idea, yet my heart wasn’t broken at all. Thank you, Buddha squared!
All photos by Desiree Ferguson