Reckless

I love Pandora. I just discovered two new bands – Reckless Kelly and the Randy Roger’s Band. I want to import about five albums onto my playlist. I already foresee large sums of money spent on new cds. Ahh, well. I have a slight music addiction and I want to hang new memories on fresh pressed songs. Too many albums have old moments tucked in the lyrics sleeves. “Snowfall,” by Reckless Kelly feels like it was written for me. Snow – there is little else that makes me crave changing my life drastically. I want to move to Butte, chop my hair, work odd jobs, drink Pabst, take up smoking Marlboro lights, and ski every day. If there are a few points in my life that I would tweak – one of those would be when I lived in Whitefish. I loved it there and I was way too cautious. I should have stayed but I was afraid of losing my past. So I hit the road back to AK - a decision that I rarely regret but in this one instance I wonder. Hiking in Glacier National Park would have been amazing.
Sharing music - I miss it. Having that person you call up when you find a song that feels like you have been singing it all along. My lab partner and I just started trading band names and it always feels like the beginning of a relationship. “Will she like Cross Canadian Ragweed?” “Will she discover that I am an utter dork and complete failure as a human being simply by listening to the lyrics of 'Jenny'?” “Will I like Wilco or hate them?” “Will this mean we are completely incompatible as friends?” I hate to say it but I often judge a person by their music. I won’t dismiss you but I will assess you.
You are always looking for that person who might show up at your front door one day and dare you to leave just as you are. With one exception: bring three of your favorite albums. That is the fantasy of my hidden romantic streak. I want a man with drive but not too structured. Who owns an unusual reliablable car/truck and who will look at life like a road trip. Who knows where we will end up? We might travel forever but we are going to have fun with every pit stop. We will sing at the top of our lungs the whole way.