So, I know it has been quite some time since I’ve written much of anything, anywhere. But several things have inspired me to write this post. The idea first popped into my head one day as I was driving and a few songs seem to come on right in a row making me think back on some old relationships. Sometimes, those songs are the ones that you would be better off skipping or turning the dial.
Another thing that has inspired my thinking and writing is the fact that I am currently reading Carly Simon’s memoir, “Boys in the Trees”. Carly has long been one of my favorite singer-songwriters.
(I knew I had to check this book out. And I highly recommend it to any of you interested in her life. I can tell you I have had the disappointment in the past to learn that a songwriter would not necessarily equate to being a good author, otherwise. This one is a *highly* satisfying read. And what is even more fun is her insertion of verses from her songs that became a memoir album, entitled “Songs from the Trees”.)
The third prompt toward this end is the off and on conversation I’ve been having with a new beau regarding sweet songs we could play for each other without the worry of a song “belonging to someone else”.
“Back when that song was a song, I could sing along. Without thinking about you every time it came on…”
So then how does it all work out? Is my theory the most accurate? That a song is forever linked to that original relationship? And it could never, ever make me think of or serenade another with its sweet lyrics?
Or is it impossible for me to say anyone in my past can claim ownership, other than the original muse of the songwriter?
And finally, can that song’s meaning in your own heart live unchanged in that “attic trunk, like a stowaway”?