I was avoiding work earlier was listening to Depeche Mode’s Music for the Masses album… and a wave of nostalgia came over me.
I distinctly remember driving home from work (at the record store in Annapolis) the summer after I got my driver’s license. It was late at night and I was driving those windy, forest-ey back roads that no place but Maryland has. I had Music For The Masses cranked up (as loud as it would go in a 1980 Chevette), windows wide open… and there were thunderboomers threatening on all sides. I know this is silly, but it felt like the electrical pulses in the sky were in rhythm with electronica of Depeche Mode (although we didn’t know to call it electronica then).
It was one of those moments with the music was perfect for the mood and moment.
I remember that crazy feeling of really being free; that feeling that does not last long in youth but sometimes I still get every now and then. One of the best feelings in the world and not one that comes with anything other than the simplicity of being happy and carefree.