{"id":1237,"date":"2021-01-14T13:19:46","date_gmt":"2021-01-14T11:19:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/?p=1237"},"modified":"2026-05-02T09:31:10","modified_gmt":"2026-05-02T09:31:10","slug":"soundtrack-of-my-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/2021\/01\/14\/soundtrack-of-my-memories\/","title":{"rendered":"Soundtrack of my Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

I’m gonna make you bend and break (it sent you to me without wings)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn’t show
(Let the good times roll)
(Let the good times roll)<\/p>Fall Out Boy<\/strong> Thanks for the memories<\/em><\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Used to absolutely LOVE <\/strong>this song! It used to psych me up on a night out, and I remember blasting it over the speakers while singing along……I remember the emotion around the words I quoted.. A feeling of satisfaction…..nope, not the right word….An ‘in your face’<\/em> and a justified ‘drop the mike, exit stage’<\/em> feeling….if you know what I mean? Sorry, but it’s the most accurate way, my linguistic abilities, can explain it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was listening to my playlist this morning in the car, an insignificant mention, but being on ICB because I cant do what I used to do for a living, I don’t really travel anywhere (ever) and enjoy a the ride just like my one little Dachshund girl! It’s the only time that I can pay attention and listen to my music. At home, I treat music the same way I do television…..can only listen to a song for about a minute and then skip, because the current song playing remembered me of another song I love…..and I have to listen to it as soon as I remember, or else I forget that I remembered…..no normie, you only do the same on a night pissed with your friends, so before you say it….We are not the same…you don’t do it all*the*time!<\/strong> Anyway, in the car, I have to focus on driving and I don’t fiddle around with the radio to skip songs etc. So this morning ‘Thanks for the memories’ played and suddenly the old feelings and memories washed over me….Ironically the song that followed felt like a reproach or a subtle reminder of where my previous life of debauchery got me. Don’t get me wrong please. It did not cause the accident – another vehicle still clipped my motorcycle from behind and that was the cause of the accident, but if I had any other lifestyle, I would not have been on a motorcycle to begin with….anyway. the song could have been a warning from God or more likely because I have not taken my meds and the borderline with a stoic past, surfaced for a bit! Regardless, I still had fun listening to some of my old songs. Sometimes, a bit of reflection is good for the soul and it always makes me feel better if I’m reminded about the dark side, of my previous self…. BTW the song that caused my irrational fear that I will be punished for enjoying the previous one….: <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Last things last
By the grace of fire and flames
You’re the face of the future, the blood in my veins, oh-ooh
The blood in my veins, oh-ooh
But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing
Inhibited, limited ’til it broke open and rained down
It rained down, like…Pain!
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer<\/p>Imagine Dragons<\/strong> Believer<\/em><\/cite><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I’m gonna make you bend and break (it sent you to me without wings)Say a prayer, but let the good times rollIn case God doesn’t show(Let the good times roll)(Let the good times roll) Fall Out Boy Thanks for the memories Used to absolutely LOVE this song! It used to psych me up on a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2069,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"pagelayer_contact_templates":[],"_pagelayer_content":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1237","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-ramblings"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1237","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1237"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1237\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2068,"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1237\/revisions\/2068"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2069"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1237"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1237"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1237"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}