As I sit to write today’s word prompt, it is four o’clock here in Melbourne; a much later attempt for my efforts in the daily prompt. It is Saturday, and we’ve been on a family outing to the Portarlington Mussel Festival. Portarlington is a quaint seaside township on the Bellarine Peninsula, about one and a half hour’s drive out of Melbourne. It was a fun trip, we took Hubster’s late 80s Range Rover (our other car is at the mechanic), kids all bundled in the back seat, water and lollies for the road trip and some excellent CDs for listening pleasure. Hubster knows me well, he chose two of my old-time faves: Radiohead’s OK Computer and Adele’s 21.
These two albums could not be more different. In fact, really, the only similarity between them is that they are British. Radiohead’s OK Computer is edgy, experiments with electronic music that sometimes, according to my daughter, sounds like ‘something went wrong’. Adele’s 21 is, well, I think the world knows all about her tracks recorded for this album: confessions of a lost love, most of them composed after the break up of her relationship. Both remarkably different, yet powerful in their own way, both best-sellers, and held dear by countless people over the years.
Music holds power over us mere mortals. It evokes memories, good and bad. Adele’s album connects because I think everyone has at least one lost love. Her songs got me through writing my honours thesis last year; I spent many weekends at my local library with her soulful tones warbling through my ear-buds. The famous track Someone Like You always brings to my mind a lost love. Oddly though, I didn’t find someone like my lost love, I found someone far superior. OK Computer takes me straight back to the 90s, a time in my life where I was less than happy, and linked to aforementioned lost love. My favourite track is No Surprises, which should hold no surprise to the astute reader. I was working in a role that, had I stayed, would’ve slowly killed me; I have many, many bruises from that time in my life that won’t heal. Listening to that track is vindicating now. Although the bruises are still there, I am not, and I live a better, freer life.