west point
we'll ignore that first feeble attempt at writing about songs...it was full of hate and there was no feeling there. this is different.
1994 i didn't know what the hell was going on. new job, finally in college, and trying to figure out my relationship with a girl i'd known all my life. we went out, made out, the whole nin yards, yet i knew something was wrong around the ten month period (this time frame has killed a lot of relationships since, no joke). i heard rumours of someone else that she was flirting with, but i shrugged them off...i'm nit the jealous type.
i finally confronted her as she came out of her classics 101 class, and as i said hey, this other guy came up out of nowhere with a dozen roses and a kiss on her cheek. i stopped talking, took grasp of the situation before me, and said good luck.
it was a bright day, that morning, probably 10 a.m. or so, but there were dark clouds in the sky. it was late October in Ohio, a storm was coming. i skipped the rest of my classes that day, feeling dejected and useless and not in the mood to deal with other people. as i walked to my car.
Ms Brooke was in the cd player, and i still remember being stuck at the light at Indianola and Hudson, hearing her sing "don't wanna die here and be all alone..." i nearly cried, waiting for the green light to let me just go home.
it's one of those songs, hell, albums that i only listen to when i'm down and need a kick in the pants. i'm still learning from that first real relationship, and it's not that i can't listen to that song, it's that i still want to, just to remind me of what not to do before it gets to that point.
1994 i didn't know what the hell was going on. new job, finally in college, and trying to figure out my relationship with a girl i'd known all my life. we went out, made out, the whole nin yards, yet i knew something was wrong around the ten month period (this time frame has killed a lot of relationships since, no joke). i heard rumours of someone else that she was flirting with, but i shrugged them off...i'm nit the jealous type.
i finally confronted her as she came out of her classics 101 class, and as i said hey, this other guy came up out of nowhere with a dozen roses and a kiss on her cheek. i stopped talking, took grasp of the situation before me, and said good luck.
it was a bright day, that morning, probably 10 a.m. or so, but there were dark clouds in the sky. it was late October in Ohio, a storm was coming. i skipped the rest of my classes that day, feeling dejected and useless and not in the mood to deal with other people. as i walked to my car.
Ms Brooke was in the cd player, and i still remember being stuck at the light at Indianola and Hudson, hearing her sing "don't wanna die here and be all alone..." i nearly cried, waiting for the green light to let me just go home.
it's one of those songs, hell, albums that i only listen to when i'm down and need a kick in the pants. i'm still learning from that first real relationship, and it's not that i can't listen to that song, it's that i still want to, just to remind me of what not to do before it gets to that point.
posted by jersn at 8:44 AM
4 Comments:
I've never heard of Jonatha Brooke until now. I'm listening to the song 'West Point' on youtube, and wow- this is great. I need to learn more about her! Interestingly, I was just looking at Olson guitars (just for the heck of it- I'm not in the market for any guitar, much less a guitar that costs $12,500[!])), and she plays one!
'I don't wanna die here and nobody knows'
oddly, this is the only thing i've listened to by her...10 cent wings is supposed to be good, but this is from a friend. her early stuff was, well, her early stuff. this cd is good from beginning to end.
is this all there is?
This song is so good. It makes me long for a summer I never had, a road trip I never took, or something.
Also I think how you heard it is much more poignant- don't wanna die here and be all alone.
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