{"id":742,"date":"2007-03-26T23:55:42-04:00","date_gmt":"2007-03-27T03:55:42+00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/peterjanes.ca\/blog\/2007\/03\/26\/a-little-travellin-music-please\/"},"modified":"2007-03-27T03:46:15-04:00","modified_gmt":"2007-03-27T07:46:15+00:00","slug":"a-little-travellin-music-please","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/peterjanes.ca\/blog\/2007\/03\/26\/a-little-travellin-music-please\/","title":{"rendered":"A little travellin’ music please"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sometimes things just fall into place. Take the gorgeous spring day Monday turned out to be after an early-morning thunderstorm: the perfect day to drive home with the windows down, followed by a walk to the Thames and back, all with my music player on random.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

The drive home started with Come Sweet Audrey<\/cite> by Barenaked Ladies, which would have gotten my spirits up even if it hadn’t been such a great day. The rest of the short trip was to what I’ve discovered is one of the best driving songs I know: Kristin Sweetland’s O Leander<\/cite><\/a>.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

Up next, while I swapped my third-generation company jacket for something cooler, was White & Nerdy<\/cite> from Weird Al Yankovic’s new CD; the line I wanna bowl with the gangstas<\/q> had me chuckling extra hard as I thought of Matt’s story<\/a>.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

By the time I hit the lobby Al’s song had ended and Spirit of the West’s Heavenly Angel<\/cite> came on. While some might consider that a case of iPod whiplash<\/a>, today it worked: I walked out into the brilliant sun just as John Mann sang the words Heavenly Angel<\/q> for the first time.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

As I approached Galleria, one of my favourite songs by one of my favourite singers started: Saturday Night<\/cite><\/a>, by Claire Jenkins. It’s a story song<\/cite> that resonates really strongly, although the specific situation is one that’s foreign to me. Claire’s lyrics say it all: it’s one of the tunes that makes me feel right<\/em>.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

Short, panting, pseudo-canine breaths quickly identified the next selection, Nellie McKay’s The Dog Song<\/cite>. It’s pretty safe to call me a dog person, and her song is one of those pieces I can’t hear without cracking a big dumb grin. I don’t associate the song with the dogs I had growing up — it’s not their style — but it reminds me of all the fun we had with Tags, Blackie and Sandy.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

Barenaked Ladies again (Maybe Katie<\/cite>), and Crash Test Dummies (Here On Earth (I’ll Have My Cake)<\/cite>), took me the rest of the way down Dundas Street from the market at a pace to match the upbeat tempo. B.A. Baracus Band’s lo-fi cover of Video Killed the Radio Star<\/cite> got me from the river back to the old courthouse and the new apartments being constructed at King and Ridout.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

Lenni Jabour’s New York<\/cite><\/a> started as I walked up King past the market. Her snapshot of a late autumn evening in New York City is one in which I find a different meaning or truth almost every time I hear it. It’s ostensibly about Lenni’s experiences of being — and being<\/em> — in New York City, but it struck me today that it was also about being in London on this early spring afternoon. It’s hopeful, and sad, and comforting, and uplifting.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

The Barra MacNeils’ We Celebrate<\/cite> and Melanie Doane’s Waiting for the Tide<\/cite> continued my newly reflective mood until I made it back to the apartment. As I walked up to my building at 6:17pm, with the sun still high above the horizon behind me, I saw an LED sign that showed the temperature to be 22°C.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

If this is what spring is going to be like, I’ll take every second of it!<\/p><\/div>

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