Soundtracks
A nerdy confession this may be, but I think a lot of people do it.
Sat on the train this morning, the commuters stood with hangdog expressions, maybe dreading the inevitable crush to get on the tube at Victoria. No-one was talking and everyone looked sort of lonely, or at least in their own world. How appropriate then that Queen’s ‘Somebody to Love’ came up on my MP3 player – all of a sudden a mundane train journey became a tragi-comic music video, and the expression in the face of the girl sat across from me became yearning, not gormlessness.
Crawling up a hill in Peru at three thousand meters, I was beginning to flag quite seriously, my pace slowing, my knees sore. Santana’s ‘Migra’ came on, and I practically sprinted the rest of the way, the tribal drums and chanting lyrics propelling me along as if I had all the wind in the valley blowing right up behind me.
Driving through deep troughs of sand on Fraser Island, winding through the inland forest, without much of an idea where we were going, Talking Heads’ ‘Road to Nowhere’ came on, again randomly, and a slightly bewildering meander became a devil-may-care adventure into the unknown.
Music’s good like that. I can see why commuters always have headphones on – a good song can put a gloss over the mundane. When the crescendo of a song breaking out coincides perfectly with the sun hitting your face as you walk off the train, it allows you to feel, just for a moment, that you could be in a film of your life.
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