Friday, July 10, 2015

A Psychiatrist's Dream

I include a lot of music and lyrics into my blogs because music and the lyrics often says things I can't or says them better than I can. I had pulled out some old CD's this afternoon I had burned within the past ten years and was listening to some artists that have long been forgotten (at least by me) and I had to look a few of them up to see who they even were. I have eclectic musical tastes and I often connect memories to certain songs. Every time I hear a certain song, a particular memory will come to mind. Not all of the memories are good and when I hear the song, I immediately turn it off.

This afternoon a song entitled "Your Guts... I Hate 'Em" by an interesting group called Reel Big Fish started playing. I remember the song very well. The memory this song sparked was this was the song that was playing when a female friend of mine came to pick me up at the Nudie Bar when I was too drunk to drive myself home. This female friend and I were both having relationship problems at this time and this song really fit our mood.

"I wrote this song about you
Just to let you know that I hate your guts
And I think you suck"

This female friend and I ended up having sex that night so we were able to channel our anger about our relationship problems into each other and I always think of her every time I hear this song.

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