Biker Bear dude--leather jacket, pants, kerchief, chain dangling from his belt, US flag on his jacket front, "Freedom" and eagle on back of jacket. 15 1/2" alpaca wool panda. Now if he could find his motorcyle, he'd really be cool!
Aviator Bear--flying high, well grounded at the moment. Satin hat, jacket with fur collar, satin pants, and goggles. 15" alpaca wool bear.
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You know how certain songs can conjure up a time of your life in almost a PTSD sort of way - you flash back in an almost visceral way to the way you felt when you heard them?
For example, the other day I downloaded "I Confess" by the English Beat, and when I listened to it I was at a party my senior year at Duke, dancing with a bunch of friends at 2am.
Well, last night ![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
the_webmeister and I went to see Roger Waters (of Pink Floyd) perform at the Boston Garden. First off, let me say that it was one of the best concerts I've seen in a very long time - everything an arena concert should be. Fantastic music, both old and new, amazing visuals and all sorts of special effects.
I last saw Pink Floyd my senior year of high school during The Wall tour, and what's wonderful to see is that Roger Waters has lost none of his passion for performing. Unlike some of the older rockers I've seen perform, who seem to be simply going through the motions to support the lifestyle to which they and their ex-wives have become accustomed, Roger Waters appeared to truly enjoy himself onstage - and he is still writing politically and emotionally incisive songs. In the first set he played some new songs along with old (and I mean REALLY old, going back as far as "A Saucerful of Secrets" - which I still have on a cassette tape somewhere). In the second set he played the ENTIRE Dark Side of the Moon, which is one of my favorite albums of all time, and is actually the fifth best selling album of all time, for good reason.
Fireworks, lasers, an enormous floating pig with anti-Bush slogans - what more could a girl ask for?
But back to the point I was making at the beginning - about how music can transport you to a time and place and emotion. I listened to a lot of Pink Floyd in high school, and when they played "Shine on You Crazy Diamond" during the first set, I found myself in with tears streaming down my face, because all of a sudden I was a misfit fifteen year-old again, self-medicating (as I refer to it now, because nowadays I probably would have been put on anti-depressants instead) alone in my room at night, wondering if I was crazy and if I'd always feel as bad.
"Comfortably Numb" had a similar effect, during the encore.
What songs bring YOU to a specific time, place or emotion?
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