The Story
A memory behind the music
I think this is from when I was trying to be cool while living in Seattle the first or second time around. I'd needed something to bring up my spirits and KEXP, Seattle's version of KCRW, introduced me to this band. I felt like it was the kind of song I could dance to in a fun poppy way with someone I loved. I didn't actually have anyone to love. Or anyone to go with me to a dance floor, but I would listen to this and kind of imagine what that'd be like. And then when I came back from Seattle and had to settle into my grad school life, I could hope I'd figure something out. That was also the time that I road tripped down from Seattle to Los Angeles with Khine, one of the roommates I lived with in my first year of grad school. She was in Seattle during an internship, saw my ad on craigs list and figured she'd give it a shot living with me John and Francie. And somehow I had to teach her how to drive my stick shift manual car as part of the trip there. So as we packed up my tiny Volkswagen Rabbit with more of her stuff than my stuff, we started driving and once we got to about Portland i just went to some empty looking parking look, gave her an hour to practice, then insisted we take a shot at getting on the highway and risk it. And somehow she didn't crash at all, because obviously i'm still alive.