Mid-Week Music
Okay.
I love music, and I’m sure that is not the most unique feeling that I’ve ever had. When a song comes on while I’m driving or just hanging out it can completely change my mood. It probably isn’t super healthy that I am at the whim of my liked songs on shuffle anytime I am behind the wheel, but it is what it is okay?
So I’m going to start posting blogs about a song that I like, and some of the stories it reminds me of. For the first ever blog I’m going to talk about the banger that hit me as I got off the highway this morning, “Good Old Days” by Macklemore. When I say I’m at the mercy of my songs on shuffle, this is what I’m fucking talking about. I love this song. I loved it when I first heard it almost three years ago. But the problem is that it reminds me of my life three years ago, and that can be a good and bad thing.
The first thing this song reminds me of is, no joke, playing Fortnite with my friends. Fortnite gets a lot of hate these days and it’s mostly well deserved. However when I was a freshman in college, this was the most fun game anyone was playing. Fortnite was never that fun, but the way I’d play was in a tiny dorm room, with 6-10 of my friends, and it was AMAZING. We would spend all of our time from when we got out of class until when we went to bed just hanging out and making fun of everyone who didn’t get a win. Then whenever somebody DID win we would get a noise complaint celebrating it. Right here is where I want to apologize to Buck and Tre for any fines that they got because their room was always the spot to hang out at. When you leave college, life is going to be WAY worse no matter what the circumstances are. So when you are driving home thinking about the good old days, and have a whole anthem that perfectly pulls you back to those times, you tend to be left with a bittersweet taste in your mouth.
Whenever the night would finally end and we would all file out of the tiny dorm, that we nicknamed “The Dojo” (god we were fucking nerds), we would all walk back to our dorms. There was almost always a group of three or four of us that left at the same time and the conversations we would have as we walked back to our buildings was typically none-sense. I can’t really remember anything that was ever said, but I remember that it always felt good to cap off the night with more gibberish. One at a time people would say goodnight and break off from the pack to walk into their building.
I was always the last person walking because I lived the furthest away. This is when I would pop in my headphones and play a song or two depending on how slow I decided to move. One night “Good Old Days” came on, and it dawned on me that I was probably living the best part of my life in that moment. I was going to school, playing basketball, had just been initiated into a frat, and things with a lady I really liked were finally going the way I hoped they would. This song became my anthem for the last two months of my freshman year. Now every time I hear those first few cords on the piano I teleport back to that walk.
If you have a memory that this song brings back to you drop me an email at thegamerspotblog@gmail.com and I’ll update this article Friday with my favorite story. Until then, I hope everyone enjoys their day.