Wednesday, December 14, 2011
There must be a German word for this
For the first time in years I listened to Born to Run, one of the formative albums of my youth. From the opening notes of "Thunder Road", an unusually strong feeling overwhelmed me. It wasn't like the strong reaction I had to the album in the distant past, shrouded in the untouchable romanticism of youth. Forty years makes a difference on how one perceives things. But I had the memory of that feeling. At the same time, I was listening to the album in current time in which the album means something different. It was as if I was simultaneously experiencing the album from two separate perspectives simultaneously, not one dominating the other.
Posted by rocky dennis at 7:52 PM