When life tries to tell you something…

… you should listen. Sometimes, literally.

The music I like the most always had a habit of entering my life via strange and unexpected circumstances. This is a little tale of the latest example.

What intrigued me initially about the store was that they had some VHS tapes in the window. As well as good ol’Vinyl records.

I was curious.

They had a special sale. A CD for a pound. Sometimes a bit more, but never higher than 4 pounds.
I spend more money in that single store than in a complete week of living in england.

Standing out amongst the CD’s I bought there however was one I never heard before in my life.
It wasn’t the only one. I packed a lot of stuff I did not know. But with all of them, I had at least some idea what they were about.
Not this one however. I just bought it. No reason. It just happened.

I still do not know exactly what spurred me to take it with me. The “one pound” factor might have helped. But why this instead of one of the dozens of others? No clue.
The cover isn’t that interesting and you can not, in any way or form, guess what kind of music it is.
But maybe that was exactly the point.

When I asked the owner as to what sort of music it was, he just told me that it’s rather popular and well known. And that I should have heard it before, most likely without realizing that I did.

Instead of checking for this however, I did not listen to it for weeks. The other CD’s I bought just took over. In fact, I almost forgot that I had it.

That is until yesterday.
During a conversation on Teamspeak, someone mentioned a musician.
This was not all that surprising. Seeing as I asked around for some recommondations.
He described to me some of it, and told me that I ought to know some of it already. Perhaps without realizing it. It was supposed to be rather popular and well known.

When I asked him for an album title I was struck by a bit of lightning.
Didn’t I have an album with a similar title? I reached back and grabbed it.

There it was.
And I listened.

So I randomly grab one CD, out of a hundred. And I get reminded that I have it by pure chance.
And it turns out to be this.
A song so long forgotten that I did not even know it existed anymore. A song I heard exactly once. One and a half decade ago.

The music I like the most always had a habit of entering my life via strange and unexpected circumstances.
But I sure am glad to hear it once it finally does.

Maybe the next big musical thing in my life will fall out of an airplane and hit me in the head. It would at least be consistent.

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