Over the past few months, I’ve been reflecting upon the music that shaped me as a teenager and the songs that have defined my early adult life. In December I create 2 huge (like seriously huge 15 hour playlists) for my 21st Birthday, although my birthday celebrations obviously weren’t going to go on for 30 hours, It was really nostalgic to search back through all of the songs that I used to love and all of the memories that came along with them.
Ever since I’ve been listening to those playlists and absolutely loving it. I think it’s insane that music can bring back emotions and resonate memories that I’d thought I’d forgotten. Music has and still does play a huge part in my life. The music that I love has welcomed me into lifelong friendships and without music, I actually wouldn’t have met my boyfriend. Sounds cheesy as hell but it’s true. Music is truly powerful beyond belief, so I thought I’d share some of the songs that have defined my teenage years so far and the memories behind them.
TEMPTATION GREETS YOU LIKE YOUR NAUGHTY FRIEND – ARCTIC MONKEYS
LOVESICK – PEACE
ALWAYS LIKE THIS – BOMBAY BICYCLE CLUB
THE MEETING PLACE – THE LAST SHADOW PUPPETS
WONDERWALL – OASIS
NOT NINETEEN FOREVER – THE COURTEENERS
DREAMS – FLEETWOOD MAC
THE BOY WITH THE ARAB STRAP – BELLE & SEBASTIAN
JENNIFER – LITTLE COMETS
IGNITION (REMIX) – R. KELLY
HEROES – DAVID BOWIE
PUMPED UP KICKS – FOSTER THE PEOPLE
THE LESS I KNOW THE BETTER – TAME IMPALA
LET’S DANCE TO JOY DIVISION – THE WOMBATS
THINK TOO MUCH, FEEL TOO LITTLE – JAWS
To give this post a bit of substance, I thought it was only right to share some of the best memories in relation to the songs. Some of the songs probably a little embarrassing but that just means that the memory is just as hilarious, well, to me anyways.
I’m going to start off with Ignition (Remix) by R.Kelly, simply because it’s probably the most embarrassing song on there and the memory is just as cringy now that I look back on it. When I was a kid I thought this song was SO rude and I remember covering my ears when it came on the radio and accusing my older sister of swearing because of the lyric “it’s the freakin’ weekend” yeah, I thought ‘freakin’ was a swear word. However, when I was around 15, I thought this song was an absolute gem and the best thing to put on during a party. I remember one night me nad my friend Holly were on our way into town to meet some of our friends at the time, we had one earphone each and we were making up a mini dance routine to the song. We weren’t annoying teenagers, promise, we were doing the actions very quietly and low key. But now whenever I hear the song I go through the actions that we made up in my head. Sad, however, it still makes me laugh to this day.
As for Think Too Much, Feel Too Little by Jaws the memory is slightly cute. In September 2014, my friend Ellen and I went to a gig to see Jaws and met up with a friend and his band mates. The gig was genuinely the most hilarious gig ever. We all got so drunk and bumped into so many people I knew when I was a young teen. We got so drunk to the point and me and my friend Jonathan dared Ellen to throw her bra on stage whilst Jaws were playing….and she did. I remember her crying to me that she really loved that bra. The next day, the drummer in the band actually tweeted a photo of her bra, which we all tagged her in just for extra embarrassment. On a cute note, this was actually the first time that I met my current boyfriend, we didn’t actually speak, however, he was there and I constantly joke about how he ignored me the whole night
Now onto probably the earliest memory out of all of them which is triggered by the song Let’s Dance To Joy Division by The Wombats I actually cannot listen to The Wombats without feeling slightly traumatised by my young teenage self. This song reminds me of when I was 14 and The Wombats were like THE SHIT. Me and my friends would constantly visit the beach whenever the sun peeked through the clouds and do nothing there but listen to The Wombats and bury our feet in the sand and pretend we were in the ‘water Olympics’ as we threw sticks into the sea to see who could through it hthe furthest. It also reminds me of the time we went to see The Wombats about a year later at the Albert Docks in Liverpool and my friend Katie caught Tords drumstick and we carried it around and cared for it as though it was a newborn child.
All of these memories have made me actually really miss being a teenager. Although I’m a lot more myself now and have a pretty good life. I do miss all the embarrassing times with the friends that I’ve somehow managed to drift away from as we’ve all grown up. Which is sad and I do miss them, however, I suppose it happens.