Having to choose five songs about love, or something somewhat related to it, was an incredibly daunting task for me. There was so many to choose from, for such a limited amount of space. Finally, I decided on five songs that spoke best to me and reminded me of the people I love, my friends!
So here’s to my sappy, crazy, awe-inspiring set of friends! Enjoy! And Happy Valentine’s Day!
Witchcraft- Frank Sinatra
We’re sitting cross-legged on the lawn, the summer heat beating down on our backs, the sweet smell of freshly-cut grass is carried by a faint breeze. My friend Michael sits beside me wearing clad blue jeans and a Led Zeppelin t-shirt. He’s scrolling down my iPod playlist, while I’m trying to finish an assignment before class. White ear-buds connect us with great difficulty, but we managed to sit comfortably without breaking the musical bond.
The song, Witchcraft by Frank Sinatra bellows in my ear. The slow steady rhythm of a bass guitar and screeching violins brings my head toward him, wide-eyes and shocked expression clearly indicate my surprise. Michael starts laughing and shoots me the heavy-metal-is-not-the-only-genre-I- know stare. Before I can interject, he starts to lip-sync the lyrics.
I’m smiling and laughing at the same time, while he sardonically moves to the tempo of the song.
He’s mouthing, “There’s no nicer witch than you,” with suave hand gestures and through mimic drumming with his hands smiles through content eyes. Soon, I’m lifted off the ground and he twirls me on the grass. I’m laughing so hard I’m gripping my stomach for support. Our classmates stop to gaze in our direction and throw us confused glances. I never fended him for a jazz man. His musical taste has always been aimed toward darkness and constant thrashing. Seeing him mouth the lyrics to Frank Sinatra with perfect clarity is disarming, and I’m reeling in the joy.
I’ve known Mike my whole life. He has been my best friend since we were seven years old. Our love, as friends, has been forged through music. Witchcraft by Frank Sinatra is one of the many songs that remind me of our kindred friendship, and the memories formed throughout the years. This song is also a very sappy, fun love song to listen to. Frank Sinatra never ceases to fail.
Video Games- Lana Del Rey
I’m lying on a fringed carpet, the faint smell of fresh rainwater and burnt cigarettes fills the atmosphere. It’s dark everywhere except for the blazing star lamp in the middle of the room. Bright colors of red, blue, green and yellow dance elegantly off the walls and off of my friend’s glowing faces. They’re high on life, and smile through squinted eyes and clenched bellies. I’m soaking in the moment, my eyes are closed and my hands are at my side. The bluesy voice of Lana Del Rey’s, “Video Game” echoes off the walls and bounces off cheap abstract paintings.
I realize now that I am miles away from home. My longing for family resurfaces, but I lightly brush the idea away not wanting to spoil the moment. I have a new family, or so Katrina puts it. I met her shortly after I arrived here, in Durango that is. She’s been a great companion since my freshmen year here at Fort Lewis College. We’ve been close ever since.
And now, I’m lying in her one-bedroom apartment with my legs propped up on some sofa cushions. Her record player bellows sweet songs of symphony and electric blues.
“It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you,” flutters in my head like moths. And slowly I slip into the beautiful oblivion of her voice, and my infinite love for this moment, my friends.
Surely, this is a rare type of unforeseen, incandescent romance between people who share the same interest in music and laughter. I am home.
I love everything about this song. Lana Del Rey’s voice is so hypnotic, dangerous even. She sings about love in a romantic, vivid way. She takes small things about a person, a moment, a feeling and makes it all about love. I enjoy that about her a lot.
You’re the One- The Black Keys
I’m sitting in orange velvet chair, a shade-less lamp is painted blue, and the distant sound of a rumbling train begins to shake the walls and vibrates underneath my shoes. I’m leaning against the headrest, while my friend, Charmayne is perched up against her closet door strumming her acoustic guitar singing miserably to the stereo. She’s strumming silently trying not to attract too much attention. She’s sad again. It must be because of Paul, or the fact that “You’re the One” by The Black Keys begins playing on the stereo. Sensing her longing for a friend, I inch slowly off the chair and toward her.
She shoots me a-I’m-fine-glare and resumes playing. But I know better. She’s heartbroken, possibly because Paul managed to dump her twice before her birthday. I never understood their relationship.
Slowly, she looks at me through distraught, I-need-help eyes and I lean beside her. Before I can offer consoling words, she whispers, “Don’t ever fall in love.” The thought hits me like a freight train. Is it really that bad? With an okay glance, I continue to lay against her while we listen to the remainder of the song. The melodic rhythms radiating through the sapphire blue lightbulbs is strangely comforting. Suddenly, we’re lost in the intense wailing of the acoustic guitar and sensuous lyrics, finding comfort in our sadness.
I remember the first time I bought The Black Keys album, “Magic Potion.” I was ecstatic to bring needle to record. When I first listened to them, really listen to them, I felt a part of myself lift off the ground. Something about Dan Auerbach’s voice is soothing, and wholesome at times. This is an example of love lost in its primal stages.
Punching in a Dream- The Naked and Famous
I’m driving cross-country though starless, cramped cities trying to mend the broken path that leads me astray from the highway. My friend Jeremy is flipping through songs when Punching in a Dream by The Naked and Famous screams through a broken speakers. The adrenaline instantly pumps through our veins, and before we know it, we’re singing to the frayed, distorted voice of the lead singer. The 80’s electric drum-beat radiates throughout our bodies with intense velocity and through stifled laughter we turn the volume dial to its maximum.
Jeremy is throwing his hands in the air, and I’m trying to maintain a steady wheel. Every now and then, we steal glances at each other trying to out-sing the other. Soon, I’m not even sure where I’m going. All worries, frustration escape me. We’re driving blind through the night, with only the city lights to guide us.
This song may not even be counted as a love song, but I still love the way it makes me feel. It’s a happy, energetic song that holds so much sentimental value. This is a song that can be enjoyed by all, in-love or not, you’ll find yourself singing along.
The sound of screeching tires brings me heart to a stop, I’m just glad my parents are fast asleep. I make the steady climb out of window and jump onto the hard gravel. As soon as I clasped the screen into place, I make a run for the parked car. The night is at its darkest, the stars are barely visible under the fluorescent street lights
My friends are piled into the car, swapping high-fives in the front and backseat, and laughing at the fact that I’ve just snuck out. Finally, we are off into the blinding night. Not knowing where we’re going, or who we’re going to meet.
The song “Cherry” by Chromatics becomes the background music set for our adventure. The opulent, sultry melody of the lead singer’s voice is somewhat blinding like the night. Bass guitar and electric drumbeats match our own and pulsates through our veins like thick blood.
Soon talk of past to now- lovers is on everyone’s lips, who’s dating who, and who broke up with who is suddenly the topic of discussion. I’m callously listening, while laughing sensuously at the same time.
This night has been filled with both dangerous, exciting love to boring, placid relationship advice. I’ve never felt more alive and more in love with these people, my friends, my long-lasting companions. This must be happiness
Again, this may not be a happy love song for most, but it’s a song that speaks dearly to me. I have zero experience with “love” or “heartbreak”, so what better way to express and channel my memories through friendship? I have the most amazing set of friends who have been with me for as long as I can remember. Their perpetual love means the most.
To my loving friends, Happy Valentine’s Day!