why don't we do it in the road?

I always, subconciously I think, listen out for double meanings in what people say. it's just a symptom of having been a teenage school boy in Britain and probably having read too much of the Viz magazine. this goes for seeing too - probably a symptom of being educated in design.

so anyway - I was listening to the beatles the other day - as a kid I had a big relationship with records, due to my fathers good taste and obviously the white album was a record which enthrawled me. a blank jacket and big, glossy photos inside. as well as a huge poster with crazy drawings and photos. and the words to all the songs. and 2 records. and all this before the music.

bliss. crouched over the deck, picking the needle occaisionally and flipping to the other side, trying not to scratch it. an experience.

but even knowing all the words to all the songs off by heart (my dad helped me with 'comrade' in 'back in the USSR'), I was programming them in as a child and only hearing what a child should hear. everything was very innocent.

now though, 25 years later, and with a separation of a few years from the fabulous four, I've been re-hearing the lyrics. not that I've been conciously disecting the words, but now, with Ipod, the clarity and meaning is all you seem to hear. your senses are focused in a way only headphones allow. Suddenly 'jo-jo's snow peaked mountains way down south' are no longer just that, but something all together more exotic. or maybe it's just me and my twisted mind.

in any case, it was nice to recall the first time I heard the record and the hours I would sit, listening to vinyl. but as much as I love it, it's now in the past, the records are boxed in a cupboard and will stay there for a long time. digital music is far too convenient, clear and exciting to search for.

post script: the Miracles, 'Way Over There', is currently the tune which is astounding me. oh - and speaking of which, I have concluded that 50's music is a good tonic for hangovers.