On the Radio
Sep. 29th, 2006 11:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rhythmaningI'm listening to the radio right now and they're playing the Verve's Bitter Sweet Symphony.
It is one of the many songs that make me stand up and move. (This makes it very hard to type; the typing is interrupted).
It is all down to the drums; well, the drums, and the infamous Stones' string sample.
I have a very strong memory associated with this song: a hotel in Harrogate, one winter's evening - November or February, perhaps eight years ago; I had driven down from Edinburgh in the dark.
It was a large hotel room; and it had a large, very Victorian bathroom. I ran a bath.
And Bitter Sweet Symphony came on the radio. I turned the volume right up, and danced slowly around the room.
I felt very free.
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change.
It is one of the many songs that make me stand up and move. (This makes it very hard to type; the typing is interrupted).
It is all down to the drums; well, the drums, and the infamous Stones' string sample.
I have a very strong memory associated with this song: a hotel in Harrogate, one winter's evening - November or February, perhaps eight years ago; I had driven down from Edinburgh in the dark.
It was a large hotel room; and it had a large, very Victorian bathroom. I ran a bath.
And Bitter Sweet Symphony came on the radio. I turned the volume right up, and danced slowly around the room.
I felt very free.
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change.