Well, I'm going to blame the following post on that 'genius' idea I had while sitting on the floor of Penn Station waiting for my boyfriend to show up sometime before midnight. I figured there's no time like the present to try and force some creativity to flow but I was afraid if I tried to pick a song to fit my impatient and lonesome mood this post would turn out quite depressing. Therefore, I choose to shuffle, shuffle, shuffle and what did I land on...? The suspense is killing you, I know:
Now, why on Earth did this song (of all songs) inspire me, you ask? Well, I guess it's because quite a few vivid memories of this song came rushing to mind all at once. The first of which includes my then 9 year old little brother singing along to this gem in the car. He knew ALL the words. I was feeling kind of bad - more like a bad influence really - because I don't see the kid all that often and here I was speeding down the road with all the windows down and singing over the blaring radio that was playing my kind of music. You might argue that at moments like this the 13 year age difference between us makes it more like an aunt to nephew sort of relationship. In his eyes I have money, access to a car, and therefore am a super cool grown-up-ish big sister who can afford to lavish attention on him a few times a year. Of course, then I hear him singing along and I realize "Duh... he's already got two teenage sisters at home who are corrupting him... I can't do much worse!"
Another little vignette this song brought to mind also involves a car... this time, instead of me speeding, you can picture a stationary automobile with myself in the passenger seat. This image is altogether much safer and should ease the weary minds of those who know all too well my penchant for bad driving. Let's just say, I used to try and make my poor Jeep Wrangler do things that it just really could not do. Ironically enough, although my mother purchased my first vehicle with hopes that it's lack of 'get up and go' would keep me in line, it probs would have been safer to buy me a sports car. At least then I'd be attempting my Mario moves in a vehicle meant to handle my recklessness. But, I digress.
Picture, if you will, a parked car with my gal pal Kailea behind the wheel. Her poor brother had to exit the backseat and wander around the abandoned parking lot to avoid our singing. Did I mention we were singing? Oh yes, we were. Then, lo and behold, Katy Perry comes on the radio and we both in unison cry out, "OMG I love this song."
Yes, it was unison and yes, we did actually say O-M-G instead of 'Oh My God.' Are you really surprised? I mean, we were gushing over "I Kissed a Girl." We decided that since we both had such love of this great piece of lyrical genius, why not share it will all the other cars in the parking lot? There were not many - only a few others who didn't mind walking the few blocks to the fire works if it meant being able to be the first ones out later because we parked so far away. So we rolled down all the windows and proceeded to belt out the melody like the lives of our little lungs depended upon it. We got a few strange looks and even more disturbing we got a "woo hoo" and "ow ow" from a bald biker dude. But hey, it was the 4th of July! Why not celebrate the wide array that is Americana? We kissed a girl, and we liked it! Woo Hoo America!
That's really all I got for now... honestly, writing while sitting on the cold, dirty floor of New York Penn Station with your nose running from the janitor sweeping all the dust into the air is NOT very inspiring...
Any total random songs that inspire you? Why don't you shuffle through your iPod and share with me the first song that actually inspired you to think of something, anything... do share.
Until next time, this is Megs saying good luck with writer's block and waiting on public transportation and remember that inspiration can come out of nowhere...