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I find it amazing how a song can move you from one place in reality to a different place in emotional memory. Here's an example. When's the very first time you heard these words?

With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea

For the extremely young, or overly ignorant, it's Nirvana's 'Smells like Teen Spirit'. You remember that anger? That rage?

Or, better yet, let's dive into some some serious club music. This is for the crowd closer to my age.

Girl, you looks good, won't you back that ass up
You'se a fine motherfucker, won't you back that ass up
Call me big daddy when you back that ass up
Hoe, who is you playing with, back that ass up

Remember late nites at the club? How many nights did we act the fool at the club in Raleigh, Wilmington, Greensboro, Greensboro, Fayetteville, Pembroke......? These songs are the reason we have memories.

Dumb songs bring back memories too. Songs that really don't mean anything to a lot of people. Or they don't mean the same thing. Songs that were played over and over again in the dorm room or while driving around with the windows down.

Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, Im coming home to you

Here's one final thought....... and it's an older song that a lotta people don't know. It was played with my buddies, my best friend, suitemates, random people I barely know, and my little brother Isaac.

Armed and dangerous: ain't too many can bang with us.
Straight up weed, no angel dust.
Label us notorious thug-ass niggas that love to bust.
It's strangeto us, y'all niggas be scramblin', gamblin'
up in restaurants with mandolins and violins.
We just sittin' here tryin' to win, try not to sin,
high off weedand lots of gin.
So much smoke, need oxygen,
steadily countin' them Benjamins.
Nigga, you'd should, too,
if you knew what this game would do to you.
Been in this shit since ninety-two.
Look at all the bullshit I've been through

The anthem of angst ridden 18-year-old boys around the world.

-it is what it is-

-joshua-