There really does seem to be a song for almost every post, doesn’t there?
This time tomorrow I’ll be somewhere over the Pacific. Maybe. Crossing the International Date Line always messes me up, not to mention seventeen hour flights. For all I know, in a day I’ll be already at my grandmother’s in Manila, or waiting at HKG for our connecting flight to NAIA. Anyway, my point is I’ll be somewhere other than here, and I’ll be filling you in as much as I can while I’m gone. In the meantime, enjoy.
I mailed this one to Darlington, who moved to London this past February. I thought my choices seemed fitting — the songs’ connecting thread was commonplace locations like a car or a certain room in an undisclosed house, and my friend was in the middle of new places that would soon become familiar and everyday. I also sent along a mix relating to specific places; I’ll write about that one in a little bit.
As always, let me know if you want a copy.
“The Village Green Preservation Society” by The Kinks