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Listen to This: “Silver Springs” by Fleetwood Mac

Is there anything more healing than driving on a rainy day with the stereo turned way up, singing along to Fleetwood Mac’s Rumours album? Okay, maybe…dancing around your room, sipping on wine, as the vinyl spins. But really, there’s a reason this album never gets old, why it has such staying power. Because it’s timeless, because it’s soulful, and because those jams…who can skip a Fleetwood Mac song, let alone resist singing along to it? So, for a Friday flashback I’ve got “Silver Springs” for you. This was actually a B-Side to “Go Your Own Way,” so it’s more of a hidden gem. Don’t ask me my favorite Fleetwood song because that’s next to impossible; they’re all so good! I just read a tweet the other day, someone somehow made it through almost 30 years of life without familiarizing themselves with this lovely album – if that’s you: get on it! You won’t be disappointed.


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Throwback Thursday, Listen to This: “Night Moves”

I went back through my archives, and it seems somehow I have neglected to share with you all one of my absolute most favorite songs OF ALL TIME. Bob Segar’s “Night Moves” holds a very special place in my heart. I don’t even know if I could really explain my obsession with this one, but it’s ever present, never fading, and if you’re in a room/car/bar with me when it comes on you better believe we’re going to turn it up and sing along. So, it might be a little bit provocative but who cares? That didn’t stop Julie Cooper from a little calm down sing-a-long post earthquake on The O.C. This song just never gets old to me. It calls out to that reckless youthful side, and it reminds me of the hazy dreamy summer gallivanting and rendezvous we can all get wrapped up in. Or it can make a slow, cold, January winter day feel like the rush of summer. I might just…okay fine, I most definitely own this on vinyl so I can jam out on my record player. It’s Thursday, make it a happy one, and give yourself a little pick-me-up by tuning into this fantastic classic throwback.

Right around 3:08…oh, man.

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Throwback Thursday Listen to This: “Hurricane”

I know, for a Throwback Thursday this isn’t me introducing anything new to the blog because my love for Andrew McMahon’s music has been clearly declared here. Although, driving back from the beach on Sunday night I had a different song in mind to share with you all today (thanks to a surprise on Pandora,) last night I changed my mind. I sat on my bed listening to Something Corporate’s Leaving Through the Window on vinyl. (The first listen! I just got it in the mail this week!) Hearing “Hurricane” buzzing from my record player (see photo above) just took me straight to a happy place. A funny moment occurred as my friend Kylan texted me, “Wow. You’re still 15 at heart, Megs.” This is unfortunately (or not, depending on how you look at it) very true at times. Just as I opened the message I was thinking about sitting in my room in Inverness, as a high school freshman listening to this song. It brings back memories of orange Puma sneakers, blue velour track suits, AIM conversations, and a massive crush on a senior boy in my geometry class. This song has always held the power of making my heart beat fast.

“You don’t do it on purpose but you make me shake
Now I count the hours til you wake
With your baby’s breath breathe symphonies
Come on sweet catastrophe…”

Sigh. It’s just wonderful to me, period. This is why I’ve decided to share it with you all today. I know it comes from my pop-punk, piano rock, Drive-Thru records loving heart but humor me for a moment and give it a listen. For as much as I mention my wish for access to a teleporting device, I’ll tell you this album is my own personal time machine.

Here’s one of those cheesy lyric accompanied YouTube videos:

Someone uploaded this video from a live performance in 2007:

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Watch This: “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”

Last Saturday morning, I went for an 8 mile run in absolutely beautiful weather and then I hurried up and got ready to go see an early showing at the theatre of…The Perks of Being a Wallflower, finally. (This isn’t the first time I posted about the film, you can read my first post anticipating its release here.) Perks tells the story of Charlie, a teenager trying to work through all the emotions and hardship that come with growing up. Navigating love, and life and our surroundings. The fascinating, incredible moments that make the rough times worth it. Finding the perfect song, on an amazing night. Staying up late, laughing with people who totally get you. What makes people tick? Finding a place to belong. Learning to be yourself, and enjoy it whoever you are. Charlie’s story is told through a series of letters written to a mystery person. This style allows us to see events from Charlie’s perspective, grasp the emotions he tries to describe through all the chaos. Many people say Perks is the modern day version of Catcher in the Rye.

Seeing the movie has been a very long time coming, and though part of me wished there were certain people on either side of me, that I could squeeze their hands in all of the parts that had meaning to us, (oh yeah that’s basically all of the parts) it’s probably a good thing I saw this one alone. I had impeccable luck, walking into the theatre just as Charlie was narrating his first letter. There were only three other people in the audience. I sat on an empty row, towards the middle, with a completely unobstructed view (doesn’t happen very often.) This work of art immediately puts me on a level of vulnerability that’s basically unparallelled. I’m not too embarrassed to admit, that tears sprang in my eyes instantly. I was flooded with an overwhelming amount of emotion. This is honestly one of my favorite books ever, and I had been anxious about it’s transition to the big screen. (Of course, I should have had faith in Chbosky that it was just as important to him to get it right.) I wasn’t disappointed in the slightest, this film is just…amazing. Executed fabulously. Logan Lerman captured the essence of Charlie’s character in a phenomenal way. Paul Rudd was a perfect Mr.Anderson. Emma Watson was a wonderful Sam. Patrick (Ezra Miller), though not necessarily what I would have originally pictured…awesome. Even Mary Elizabeth (Mae Whitman) was just as annoying to me as she was in the book, (in a good way that mirrored those details.) I’m not even a huge Nina Dobrev fan, and she was a great Candace! I’ll admit, I have a certain envy towards everyone who was involved in the making of this film, what what an incredible experience to be a part of this project. The lucky thing about this movie, is that I could feel connected to it, without having to be in my own place that always made me feel like I related to Charlie’s letters. I could appreciate it, and be filled with gratitude that this masterpiece exists, but not have to be immersed in confusion or sadness to get there. My own infinite moments came in flashbacks pieced together as I sat in that big comfy seat. I thought of car rides to Ocala where the novel was discussed, or laying in the backyard reading it for the umpteenth time. Passing it to eager hands at a sleepover where it’d be highlighted and bookmarked to no end. (My copy shows a lot of love, haha.) My friend Katie got to go to an early screening in Chicago with a Q&A session with Stephen Chbosky, (and got to meet him!) She said he told her about some pretty exciting additional material that will be on the DVD, so that’s something exciting to look forward to! There is a lot of material from the book to cover, and I feel like it was done so well. The soundtrack and the score are both really great collections of music, and I would love to own the vinyl version! (Sam would tell you everything sounds better on vinyl.) When the movie was over, even though the other people left I stayed until the end of the credits. I tend to do that most of the time. There’s something peaceful about being the only one in a theatre, just you reflecting, and the glow of that giant screen. Even when I walked to my car, I had to sit there for a second, let it all soak in. I was so overcome by so many feelings. This movie reignited a passionate inspiration for life, reminded me of the intense depth of emotion, the ability to connect without caving in. The only downside is that I longed desperately to have a face to face conversation about it, and there wasn’t anyone for me to talk to. The majority of my Saturday I felt like I was bursting at the seams for just that…the desire for discussion. I kind of wish movie theatres had rooms like that you could go to once you exit a film, so you can chat with others about what you saw. (I’ll also admit to being emotionally exhausted after my viewing, but that might just be a me thing. I journaled and I took a nap because I was pretty much spent.) If someone asked if I wanted to go see this with them, I wouldn’t hesitate in responding “YES!” And I’ll be excited for its DVD release as well. If it’s playing near you, you should totally check it out. (Theatre listings and showtimes on the website!) But I highly recommend reading the book if you haven’t done so, yet.

If you haven’t seen the trailer yet, here you go! Are you wondering what that great song is playing in there? “It’s Time” by Imagine Dragons!


Friday Fun, Listen to This: “Go Your Own Way”

I came across this image on Pinterest, and I just love it. The line is from an old Fleetwod Mac song, “Go Your Own Way,” which is something else I love. Actually, that whole album (Rumours) is just pure gold. I got it passed down to me from my Dad’s vinyl collection, and I can’t tell you how many times I’ve belted it out, home alone. Happy Friday everyone, I figured this would be a great way to wrap up the work week, and get your weekend’s off to a great start. If you’re not familiar with this classic tune, you can hear it here: