Funny how the wrong song at the wrong time can lower your mood and take you to a place of uncertainty. I mention this as a follow-up to my comments yesterday about our festive playlist at work and the tunes that I will not allow to be on it. I was thinking about it on the drive in this morning and my hatred of 'Last Christmas' by Wham is probably down to a particularly unpleasant memory, rather than anything about the composition itself. I don't want to go into details, and I don't feel the need to relive it, but it's quite amazing how emotional scars of the past can tingle and throb in response to a little prompting, and how you can be taken right back to the way you felt when the incident itself occurred. The pain is almost comparable, even though it is years later and that person is out of your life now.
Although, to be fair, 'Last Christmas' is also a shit-awful song.
I suppose, conversely, that the same is true of the nice memories and the uplifting music. An unexpected airing of something that you loved in the past can transport you back to a special occasion and emote those same feelings again. That's why couples talk about having 'our song' and they do that pathetic, soppy look at each other when the tune from their wedding suddenly plays on the radio.
In other news, I am very excited about getting to watch some animated Christmas stuff with Mathew this year...
RC 21-11-24
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