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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor

 

I was 20 when I first heard In the Aeroplane Over the Sea. I popped the CD into my Volvo probably around 10:30pm, some weekday in June or July, 2000. My friend Adrian gave it to me minutes after I picked him up at his parents’ place. We drove over to the Federal Reserve building to go skateboarding. I always had my sunroof open. Minnesota summers are hot as hell. Breezes came in. Music went out. We listened to the entire album on the way there and on the way back. And often for the rest of the summer.  I hadn’t yet moved out of my parents’ place but I had a lot of freedom. They bought me that 1985 Volvo DL. It was my third one. (I got into a lot of car accidents). Each one had a sunroof. Not that I could make demands on them since they financed my early driving years, but I always requested a sunroof. They always caved.  Long since I’ve moved out, happily carless, I have to pack. I’m leaving Berlin next week and moving to San Francisco. Soundtracks. Lyrics. Déjà vu. But now we must pack up every pieceOf the life we used to love Just to keep ourselvesAt least enough to carry on (Thanks, Thom).

I was 20 when I first heard In the Aeroplane Over the Sea.

I popped the CD into my Volvo probably around 10:30pm, some weekday in June or July, 2000. My friend Adrian gave it to me minutes after I picked him up at his parents’ place.

We drove over to the Federal Reserve building to go skateboarding. I always had my sunroof open. Minnesota summers are hot as hell. Breezes came in. Music went out.

We listened to the entire album on the way there and on the way back. And often for the rest of the summer. 

I hadn’t yet moved out of my parents’ place but I had a lot of freedom. They bought me that 1985 Volvo DL. It was my third one. (I got into a lot of car accidents). Each one had a sunroof. Not that I could make demands on them since they financed my early driving years, but I always requested a sunroof. They always caved. 

Long since I’ve moved out, happily carless, I have to pack. I’m leaving Berlin next week and moving to San Francisco.

Soundtracks. Lyrics. Déjà vu.

But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love 
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

(Thanks, Thom).

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