I'm in a 'Let's Pretend I'm a Singing Super Star' mood tonight so I'm listening to a bunch of CDs with girls singing on them. So I can pretend I'm just like them. I've got Etta James, The Carpenters, Spice Girls, Nnenna Freelon, and a few others ready to be played. I'm thinking about adding my Disney Princesses CD to the mix. I'd add Patsy Cline to the play list, but I don't have her on CD, which is something I plan on doing once I find a CD with all the songs I want on it. I found it once, a cd with a rare favorite of mine on it, and I didn't buy it. *smacks palm to forehead for umpteenth time*
But I digress... Debbie Gibson's Greatest Hits is playing in the CD player right now. And it's bringing back soooo many warm fuzzy memories. When her Electric Youth album came out, I was about 9 or 10 I think, and I just had to have it. My mom bought it on cassette for me and I listened to it EVERY SINGLE NIGHT! For many, many months. Sometimes I'd listen to just a song or two before I fell asleep. Sometimes I'd listen to a whole side. Or both sides. Or just Lost in Your Eyes over and over and over and over again. I loved that freakin song. Sometimes I'd just listen, other times I'd sing out loud, pretending I was Debbie (I was too young at the time to even fathom the possibility that my bedroom walls weren't really all that soundproof, and I was singing loud enough for my parents to hear, which I'm sure they did on occasion, which embarrasses me highly to think about so I will end this particular flashback right now). Whenever the song came on the radio during the day I would sing along, and my mom loved it. She said I sounded just like Debbie Gibson. I didn't, but I loved her for saying so. As I'm singing along to it now, I realize that I sound even less like her. I grew up and lost my Debbie singing voice! Waaahhhhhh! Now I'll never become a famous singer! Maybe I'm just out of practice. Yeah, that's it.
Anywho, I was obsessed with my Electric Youth tape (I even got the Electric Youth perfume as a gift once!) I listened to it every night. And after awhile I created a whole mental music video for Lost in Your Eyes, staring yours truly of course, and I would play it over and over again in my head. I had scenes for almost every song on that tape. They played out like my own little musical, staring yours truly of course. I don't recall much about the daydream musical, but I know I always got the guy in the end. Of course. And he was, well... dreamy. For Lost In Your Eyes I was on a beach. And there was a swing set there. I would sit on my swing, stare out at the ocean, and sing about getting lost in My Love's eyes. ::sigh::
The song Electric Youth didn't really fit into my musical scenario, so during that song I pictured myself singing and dancing on stage for a sort of school talent show/musical extravaganza, staring yours truly of course. I was awesome. And the crowd loved me. I wasn't the only one on stage. I had background dancers. But I was the main feature.
Those were some good daydreams. This 'best of' cd is okay, but I miss listening to that Electric Youth album. I wonder if I still have it somewhere... I doubt it. Darn. I think I might have to go buy it. Just so I can listen to some of those songs again. I should write a thank you letter to Debbie Gibson for writing such wonderful songs, and inspiring me to create such vivid daydreams that kept me entertained for hours on end.
Friday, February 20, 2004
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