Small musical coincidences

[EinsteinsHund]

@alovem

I was at a lady friend’s apartment, waiting while she changed to go out for a meal or something, and I sat down and watched a goldfish swimming around in a tiny bowl. Just as the metaphor started to hit me, I heard this on the radio:

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

After that introduction I thought it was this:

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year

[alovem]

@EinsteinsHund

After that introduction I thought it was this:

Ha-ha, I guess that would’ve worked, too, although better in the second story.

[John_DiFool]

@alovem

Just out of high school, I didn’t know what I wanted to do in life. The one thing I knew for sure is that I wanted to get away from everyone and everything I’d known up to that point, but there weren’t any opportunities to do that. With that thought far in the back of my mind, I was at a lady friend’s apartment, waiting while she changed to go out for a meal or something, and I sat down and watched a goldfish swimming around in a tiny bowl. Just as the metaphor started to hit me, I heard this on the radio:

[spoiler]Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Time by Pink Floyd. Hit me like the proverbial ton of bricks, although I think this is the first time I’ve ever told that story.[/spoiler]

Wonder how you would have reacted if it was Wish You Were Here instead:

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.

[alovem]

Yeah, I just responded to a similar post by EinsteinsHund that you must not have noticed (post 21).

I listened to both albums constantly at the time, and I think that’s part of why the metaphor made such an impression on me. You know: a fuzzy reference that doesn’t pan out when you think it through, but it gets you thinking.

If it had been a big ol’ aquarium instead of a tiny bowl, it might not have even registered.

[cormac262]

As one of my retirement projects, I’ve been chipping away at getting my 35mm slides digitized. Having just received last month’s batch, I put together the next batch. I go down to the Postal Annex to ship it, and ask about the old “book rate” as I’m not in any particular rush. The lady asks what is in the box, and I tell her slides, photographic slides (it occurs to me that the concept of “photographic slides” is going the way of “rotary dial phones” and not everyone may even know what they are anymore). She tells me these will qualify for “media mail” (the new term for “book rate”).
Just as she’s printing and affixing the label, Paul Simon’s “Kodachrome” starts to play on the oldies station they’re listening to. I point to the speaker in the ceiling and tell her “that’s what’s in the box !”

[Jackmannii]

One time Mrs. J and I got back in the car after eating at what turned out to be a crummy restaurant.

I flipped on the radio and Badfinger sang “Guess I got what I deserved”.

We were amused.

[Author_Balk]

I was in the summer of my 27th year. I got a job across the country, packed up my stuff in my car and was travelling to my new home where I had never been before. I had left my old life behind. You might say I was born again.
I was driving through the rocky mountains in Colorado. I was impressed by the scenery. I stopped on the side of the road to to admire the view. I ejected my cassette tape and it started to play a song on a local radio station. The song had just started and was in the introduction. And based on the topic of the thread it’s not hard to figure out the song that was on was Rocky Mountain High by John Denver.