day 29 - a song from your childhood

[osaraba]

LOL, this is probably the most unexpected song in this whole meme; it's clearly not my usual style and it's certainly not the only song from my childhood, but I think of this song almost any time I think of going driving with my parents when I was young. The two things my family does together are eat and go for a drive. We'd often combine the two and go to a specific restaurant that took a long drive to get to, haha.

We went on a road trip for like a week through Pennsylvania and West Virginia and Maryland and DC and I can't even remember because I was 13 or 14 at the time; Liz was 6 or 7. And my parents like country music so we had that type of station, or like soft rock, on the radio a lot. And I HATED IT. Oh, how could my parents betray me by liking country music? UGH. This song was the only exception; I loved it EVERY SINGLE TIME IT PLAYED. Which was a lot.

The lyrics, oh the lyrics. I am such a sucker for sad things. I can't even tell you the extent of it.

Joshua Kadison's Jessie
Fave lines (the chorus just takes my breath away; always): jessie paint your pictures 'bout how it's gonna be / by now I should know better; your dreams are never free / but tell me all about our little trailer by the sea / jessie you can always sell any dream to me

List of all days.

Comments

[suzu.livejournal.com]

I had no idea this wasn't an Elton John original. They actually sound pretty similar. My family did the roadtrip/distant restaurants so we could drive around thing, too. Most of my childhood memories involve driving in the car with them and ending up at restaurants, with their mix tapes playing. This song will never not remind me of my childhood and those car rides. Or anything by Marty Robbins. (Obviously my parents are way older than yours XD)

[osaraba]

So wait, I was not even aware that Elton John sang this song! It's interesting to see what songs musicians choose to cover, isn't it?

LOL, Running Bear sounds like the kind of song both my parents would have listened to for sure; my father lovvvvves music from the late 50s. I dunno, I think they're probably around the same age - my father was born in 1941 and my mom in 1951.

ALSO! I had a dream last night about bumping into you in person! I've run into a couple of people lately I haven't seen in a long time, and then I was talking to this bartender yesterday who was from North Carolina, so I think my dreaming brain decided I wanted to give you a hug in person instead of just over the internets! *hugs*