I'm done being a freshman..what?
This whole school year. It feels like a blur.
I look back at my last posts, and to be honest I sound a little depressed. Right now? I'm at a good place in my life; I feel balance and stability and I can finally take a few moments to breathe!
So instead of blurbing about the whole year and everything I did, I've got a better idea. Music surrounds everything I do, everything I can remember, so why not write about that? Ladies and gentleman, number one reason why I love music oh so much.
***disclaimer: the music below is not indicative of my music taste. It is merely a way to trace my school year.
Oh Ann Arbor, how I love thee. You give me access to hipsters and hippies, thereby helping me to develop a newfound love for electronica. Passion Pit in general reminds me of East Quad, of Res College, of being with all the little odd indie kids that strive to be so different from each other that they all end up being the same [me being one of those of course]. It gives me a chance to remember the beginning of the year when I was just getting the feel for the liberal fantasticness that is Ann Arbor. I go back to the beginning when this all seemed crazy. To the beginning when my electronica-loving Heather was alive. To the beginning when I found that the alternative lifestyle really is great.
Club can't handle me: RIDA, FLO
You know how it is...the music you hear no matter where you go. This song was impossible to avoid, seeing as frats have very potent speakers that not only reach those walking by but even those that are trying to sleep in their dorm rooms. Besides being every frat's theme song, this song also reminds me of the time Em, Lyd and I watched the terribly hilarious youtube video of the Indian guy singing this song. Indeed, the club can't even handle him. Ever.
Blow: Ke$ha
Oh Ke$ha...yes, with a "$" in place of an "s," because how else would you spell it? Besides making a New Years resolution to not be a deusche, she's also managed to create a gazillion top hits for the whole world to enjoy. How lovely. This song in particular though, reminds me of Lyd's dear friends at Berkeley when I visited them for Spring Break. Her friends, being the silly kids they are, loved the song because, well, they took a very different interpretation of the title of the song. Nonetheless, it screams hoot and a half at Berkeley and I guess that's all that matters.
I like it: Enrique Iglesias
This song reminds me of football tailgates and Peter, because he loves dear Enrique. But mostly, it reminds me of football tailgates. I do miss the football season and autumn a lot. I can still hear all the crazy rowdiness of Ann Arbor as the fellow students get ready to back up their fellow wolverines in their preparation to be...badly beat. But that's okay, the spirit is what makes football games fun, right?
Firework / ET: Katy Perry
Firework reminds me of watching the music video with my friend Marcus, discussing the questionable "firework bursting out of her chestage area" argument. It also brings me back to singing the song with my dear roommate. And the combination of all Katy Perry songs reminds me of Mariya. Because she loves her and I remember listening to ET for the first time in her car.
Adele
Adore the girl, hate that she's on the radio now. Especially during the cold winter months I had my fair share of darling Adele, listening to her whenever I had time. The first time I heard "Rolling in the Deep" on the radio though, I've got to say I was a little disappointed. I texted my friend Rachel right away and we started discussing the hypothetical situation of what was soon to happen: all the sorority girls would soon start listening to her ONE song on the radio and say "OMG I TOTEZ LUV ADELE" and then I would be pissed because they don't even know her like I do, and then Rachel and I would then proceed to cry. Point of the story, Adele belongs not on the radio, but in my heart.
So there it is, a compilation of some of the music that has become a memory in reminder of some of the events of my first school year at Ann Arbor. It's true, I have been touched by the Michigan Difference.
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