Sometimes a song is so deeply tied to a place or a time that it almost transports you to another time and place. You see the sights, smell the fragrance, hear the other sounds around the song from that time.
You might feel who you were, a you that couldn’t imagine who you would be today, who couldn’t imagine that the memory of that time would be seared into your heart somewhere, tied to those notes, those lyrics, inextricably and unexplainably.
Brandy is that song for me.
I have no idea why it’s this song, really. If you came up to me on some random day and asked me to rattle off my ten favorite songs, this one would never make that list. I don’t even think I own a download of it. (note: just checked – I don’t.) But it’s bittersweet in a way I’ve always liked, and it’s very rooted in its time.
But beyond that, for some reason, the moment it comes on, I leave where I am and go back somewhere in my youth. I don’t remember how old I was.
What I do remember was a pizza parlor with a medieval vibe. It had stained glass windows in different colored diamonds along the side and back walls. There was a long bar to one side, a wall full of glasses and a row of beer taps..
The tables are all high tops of polished/varnished wood. And the entire joint smells of years of pizza and beer, as if the very veneer of the tables isn’t shellacked, but just layers of layers of beer that still has that sweet smell of beer that’s just been finished, surrounded by the lingering spice of pepperoni and garlic.
These feelings, these sensations, absolutely permeate my mind when this song plays. I can’t help it. I don’t think about it. I’m just transported there.
Is there a song like this for you? Please tell me in the comments.
I have to know.