Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Some of my fondest memories during High School were driving with my friends.
We never required anything special to do. Music, Halo, food, a trampoline, a car, and each other were all we needed. We usually met at my house and went from there.
Two would play Halo and one would read.
One would draw, one would play DJ, and two would talk.
All five would have deep philosophical discussion.
One would do a backflip, two would try to copy, one would say "screw it" and do a front flip.
Four would call: "SHOTGUN NO BATTLE!!" driver wold shake his head.
One would drive, four would play DJ, all five would sing along.
"WHERE DO YOU WHERE DO YOU GO MY LOVELY!!!???"
The woman stopped at the light next to us starts laughing.
We would drive around in circles through the city, sharing anger, rejection, love, aggression, and joy through the songs we chose.
Jimmy Eat World
The Kill Bill Soundtracks
Our Lady Peace
Queens of the Stone Age
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Stone Temple Pilots
We didn't talk, we felt.
The wind blew across our faces, and the street lamps blurred as they passed.
Posted by Scotty