You know, I hate it when I lose songs when a relationship ends.
Lose songs? What?
That doesn’t happen to you?
I have no idea what you are talking about.
You know how certain songs seem to just belong to how you feel about a certain person?
Like my first boyfriend and “Brick House?”
Uh. That is an interesting one.
He loved that song.
I’m thinking more along the lines of a song that has a lyric that describes your relationship, or that was “your song” or that you listened to together all the time, or something like that…
Ohhhh. Like how I associate you and that Elvis Costello song about angels and red shoes.
I do have a lot of red shoes. And yes, just like that. Only with looooove.
So how do you lose a song? It’s not like you have to stop playing it just because someone does something shitty.
Not legally, maybe, but they do get harder to listen to.
You mean like those songs that make you cry when you hear them even though you love them because they remind you so strongly of someone who isn’t around anymore?
That is what I mean. It drives me nuts that I can’t listen to most of James Taylor because someone was a dick to me. I really like James Taylor. I don’t want to skip past “You’ve Got A Friend” when it comes on because it has bad associations now. It’s not the song’s fault.
What would you propose doing about it?
I would make not being a dick to me mandatory. Legally.
That would be an interesting piece of legislation to pull off.
Yeah. Luckily, there aren’t that many people capable of ruining songs for me like that. Sadly, there are probably more critical issues for the legislature to work on than preventing two or three people from being assholes to me.
Perhaps. But it does suck to lose a favorite song.
It’s almost worse than losing the person, to me. I did read something that gave me hope– apparently it’s mostly only songs that you form attachments to as a teenager that have that super strong effect. Adults supposedly don’t form such tight music-emotion bonds. Although…that leaves how I feel about the Lumineers unexplained.
On so many levels.
Don’t judge me.