So the other day I was being ultra-cool and listening to Fleetwood Mac as I drove to the grocery store. I know, I know, such hipness as I cannot be looked upon by mere mortals.
Seriously, though, I do like FM. I like all kinds of music. The hubs and I have recently been yeing, of all things, a set of Time-Life CDs, a country music collection with lots of 70s/80s stuff like Crystal Gayle (my parents loved her), Kenny Rogers, Eddie Rabbit of all people, etc. And we want it. As Anna J said, it’s what all the hip thirtysomethings are buying these days (this hip thritysomething, btw, turned 34 on Saturday, woe is me.)
FM always makes me think of a friend of mine, whose personal theme song is “Gypsy”. And it suits her. And so now, when I hear it, I think of her.
I’ve always used music to help define my characters, although I haven’t been as good with it of late. I even have one or two characters who don’t have a theme song, which is odd to me because that’s where they used to come from.
Part of it may simply be that music isn’t as available here. The radio is a joke. And THEY TALK OVER THE MUSIC, which I HATE with a passion. No radio station can even pretend to be any good when the DJ keeps interrupting the songs to prattle on about his garden or, even worse, sing along. Which I’m sad to say is not unusual here. When I was growing up none of the stations dared to do such things; it was a huge advertising point. KSHE 95 and KS 94 both ran ads, for years, about how they never talked over the music. And they didn’t. Which was good.
But I’ve never really had a theme song of my own. Over the years I’ve had different songs that speak to me, that say something important. Songs that make me feel a certain way or remember certain things.
Perhaps this is part of my problem. So many songs have so many memories attached to them these days, and as time goes on those memories grow more and more bittersweet until the sweet is all gone. So many bands I used to love, so many CDs I practically wore out, that instead of filling me with the joy and optimism they once did now only make me think of lost opportunities and broken friendships and times I made an ass out of myself.
But it still bothers me, that there’s no song that defines me. There’s no song that I listen to and think “This is the statement I want to make about myself, these are the lyrics that could have sprung from my own head, written about my own life.”
So what’s your personal theme song? Or one of your friends? Why don’t you have one, if you don’t?