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Speak, Memory. This is a song that played on the radio during the last years of my parents’ marriage. I don’t remember any specific memory, but when I hear the song–waiting on line at the drug store, through a car’s open window–I go back to the sadness of that time. It is a piece of my history, more lasting than the other fragments that I can barely remember: clothes, comic books, towels, silverware. A song is not a thing to own (and to risk losing) like a book or an album, it runs deeper. It doesn’t even matter if you like the tune or not. It’s there. And there is nothing to be done about it.

Categories:  Arts and Culture  Beat of the Day  Rock

Tags:  bob segar  still the same

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1 thelarmis   ~  Dec 23, 2011 1:25 pm

that's a great photo, alex. hope it brings back some good memories!

yeah, a song - and music in general - can be a very powerful emotion and bring all types of past happenings flooding back.

my ex & i had an "album" and she, to this day, still can't listen to it and gets completely overcome simply by hearing the artist.

2 Matt Blankman   ~  Dec 23, 2011 1:50 pm

I believe I saw Seger years ago on Later with Costas discussing this song and it was written about his father. Oddly apropos, Alex. Funny how things work sometimes.

3 Matt Blankman   ~  Dec 23, 2011 2:04 pm

Also, I really liked what you wrote here.

4 Alex Belth   ~  Dec 23, 2011 3:03 pm

1) Actually, brings back unhappy memories. 3) Thanks.

5 thelarmis   ~  Dec 23, 2011 3:28 pm

[4] oh. sorry to hear that... : (

6 Alex Belth   ~  Dec 23, 2011 4:54 pm

5) No, no that's cool. The best thing about the past is that it's past. LOL

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