Hey Oreos! it’s been a while and i was just about to write a new post when i found this in my drafts and decided to finish it up and share it. Hope you like it!
I’ve been meaning to do this for a very long time. Listening to songs and writing down the first thing that comes to my mind. So on a long train ride to the airport on my summer vacation (as at now, last year) I was really bored and was thinking of what to write about and decided to do this.
Listening to this song reminds me of house parties we used to have in the house where uncles and aunties would each stand up at random times and try to reenact a few popular dance steps saying “in my days this is how we used to dance it! This is truely music and not all that noise you people make about shaking your bumbum. Oya come and learn the steps”. I would stylishly dance away into the arms of my mother asking me to come and wash some ‘afufa’ (garden egg) for her famous african salad ‘jakwu'(atink). She would receive a standing ovation for garnishing it with slices of onions and bitter leaves. I have no idea how this is a delicacy but I guess with old age the mouth accustoms bitter with sweet. I hear this song and I feel like whipping out my white handkerchief and displaying some Pry 4 cultural dance moves. Or not. Don’t judge me.
When I hear this song I imagine myself laying down under some tree in a forest staring at the stars, falling asleep and drifting peacefully into sleep. Dreaming of being lost and discovering a strange place, sort of like Alice in wonderland but not as creepy. No queen trying to cut off my head or creepy cats. Just wandering into a peaceful safe new place. The guitar solo well I burst into an air guitar solo with a screaming cheering crowd asking for an encore.
In Christ Alone- Owl City
This song reminds me of friday afternoon mass in high school after a beautiful afternoon nap. Everything about the rest of the day just seemed so peaceful. And it also assures me of the power of Christ in me. ‘No guilt in life, no fear in death/ from life’s first cry to final breath/ till he returns or calls me home, here in the power of Christ I’ll stand. ‘
This song is just beautiful. My sister hates it she thinks he sounds like a poor version of Sia. When I hear this song I picture myself on a tour in Italy for some weird reason. Roaming the unfamiliar yet familiar seeming streets, like I had visited in my dreams. ‘But if you closed your eyes, does almost feel like you’ve been here before?’ I can’t find the exact words to describe what I want to. *sigh*
Charlie Brown- Coldplay
I hear this song and I close my eyes and imagine what the video would be like. Stealing a key and taking a car downtown where the lost boys meet and taking what they offer me. I imagine being a character in the Charlie Brown cartoon. Running wild and glowing in the dark.
‘ All the boys all the girls all that matters in the world/the madness that occurs/all the highs all the lows as room spinning/we’ll run riot we’ll be glowing the dark.’
This song rights here? So peaceful. When i listen to this song I actually imagine myself being in Peter’s shoes being called to walk on actual water but not making the mistake of looking down, just keeping my eyes above the wave. Funny thing is just yesterday at Church when they asked if anyone had anything they would like to share I actually went up and sang this infront of the youth church (with my friend Joy). ‘Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders, let me walk upon the waters wherever you would call me’.
September- Earth wind and fire
I have searched for this song for years!!! I can’t describe my happiness when I heard my sister playing it on her phone! It takes me back in time to the 60s/70s/80s whenever it was made. I just feel really wide legged pants- afro wearing- skater skirt rocking old school *insert the running man*
I can’t describe it- Jennifer Hudson
You know that movie with Bow wow trying to win a skating dance competition with his friends? When I listen to this song I picture myself in one of those movies/ music videos. Sliding and gliding in my skates and singing along. ‘It tingles here, tingles there, oh it tingles everywhere, that’s why I’ve never found the words to descriiibbee it’
I could go on and on but it’s 5:11am and I’d love to start writing another post.
Peace, love and a coldstone cup of Oreo overload,