For a few formative years in my youth, fall was the season when I typically fell in love with someone ~ or thought I was falling in love. I was so young and naive and foolish that looking back it wasn’t anything like love, but it was a closeness and connection that I wanted so badly, any poor chap entering the realm of vision was at risk.
Wait… that’s not being entirely fair to myself. There were reasons and signs that led me to believe in the possibility of love ~ I didn’t just fall for someone because they were cute or wanted to fuck me. Every infatuation began with a bit of engagement and interaction, little signals or breadcrumbs that may or may not have been inadvertently left. I don’t know… I’m ok with acknowledging my wayward brain in leaping to romantic conclusions, but also smart enough to know that it wasn’t all entirely in my head. Flirtation wasn’t the fun and harmless thing it would become years later; back then my middle name should have been Earnest. (Confirmation name: Don’t-Fuck-With-Me.)
Those infatuations also usually came accompanied by music, the way certain songs at certain points in your life leave a lasting impact. Someone once said that music is the way to expressing the soul, even more than words. For a writer, I’m not sure I completely agree, but there have been songs and melodies that define a person or a place or a time, and do so more than anything I could ever write down, so there is truth to it.
Music played a major part in those memory-making days, and sometimes it was a song that brought me back from the brink of danger or repulsion. Like certain scents, certain songs will return me to a time and place from long ago, when the heart was tender and the mind was questionable – music as a totem and marker. Here are a few fall moments that form the soundtrack to a season.
‘Where Do You Start?’ ~ For the question at the end, and the beginning.
‘Secret‘ ~ For the first man I ever kissed. So many memories come attached to this song and this period of time, I couldn’t possibly capture all the links, but this last letter hits most of them.
‘Dynasty‘ ~ For a more modern memory, one that brings back Dad’s downhill start and the foibles of family.
‘All Too Well‘ ~ For the falls that still hurt.
‘Survival‘ ~ For my infirmary-bound bout with mono. Fun!
‘Ring of Fire‘ ~ For when you have to burn it all down.
‘Vampire‘ ~ For embracing the blackness in every heart.
‘You’ll See‘ ~ For the guy who found us a home in Boston (more on him later, as this year marks the 30th anniversary of that… episode).
‘The Lake‘ ~ For those forgotten fall songs.
‘Bacchanal‘ ~ For the fall feasts.
‘Audrey’s Dance‘ ~ For fall dreaming.
‘The Power of Goodbye‘ ~ For the beginning of a relationship that we knew would end.
‘Nightswimming‘ ~ For September coming so soon…
