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Music of the times

Like it or not, there are three eras of pop music engraved in my emotions for near enough to all time. One of the eras is vaguely 1995 through 1997, the seasons surrounding the fateful summer of 1996. It was an interesting time -- love, life, loss, friendship, near-death experiences of other people, babysitting, and lonliness.

That's the music that'll pull my strings every time. Some songs passed under my radar, but some of them can probably still stop me in my tracks and trance me out ...

Next is 1998/9. Good morning, insomniac depressive Lunatic. You have nothing to do, so why don't you stay up all night staring at MTV and VH1?

Then there's 2000-2002. I wasn't listening to the radio then, but there were these televisions in the cafeteria at college, plugged into the special College Television Network, with the popular music videos of the day on constantly, interrupted only by inane advertisements. It was with this background that my mind and trust were courted, and my heart followed along after. There are some songs that just make me grin, now, whenever I hear them -- not because they're good, or because I like them on their own merit, but because they were on in the background while I was falling in love.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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