You know that moment when you smell a smell that takes you back to a memory? Olfactory memory is the official term, but it’s not very sexy. Smell memory? Smemory? Smellory? Whatever.
When I find a song I like, I listen to it over and over and over. Until I know every beat, word and breath backwards and forwards. When I’m driving to work, when I’m at the gym, when I’m doing dishes; I’m listening to music. It drives Kent mad because he can’t stand to listen to the same six songs on repeat and then again when I sing them in the shower.
We’re getting married today, so I figure now is a good time to pull together the songs that bring me back the best memories and moments since I started dating Kent in 2012.
- Centenniel, Tokyo Police Club
The night I first met Kent, we drank much too much and found ourselves on the floor of my bathroom. Sick and lazy, I brought my laptop into the bathroom to listen to music while we sat there with our sour stomachs. Kent played me this song off the album Elephant Shell. To this day, it takes me back to my lime green, fuzzy rug and a boy with curly hair and a cute smile.
- Home, Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes
I can remember living in my first real apartment in college, lying around with the windows open. It was football season and the weather was finally cool enough to be outside. I had just started dating Kent and we were deliriously, annoyingly happy. I played this song hundreds of times while we laid around and ate Oreos on polka dotted sheets.
- Giants, Bear Hands
When I was still in school and Kent has recently graduated, he moved back to Port Saint Lucie while I stayed in Orlando. We weren’t great communicators and I was struggling to find my footing at school. When things were tough, Kent would send me songs he’d hear on Alt Nation and he knew I’d like. This was one of them and we both overplayed it, miles away from each other.
- Cough Syrup, Young the Giant
My anthem for the summer of 2014. The day I packed up my lil Honda Accord with my college life and moved to Tallahassee, I listened to on repeat. When we lugged my boxes into our tiny studio apartment, I played this in the background. When we ate our celebratory burgers at Midtown Caboose, I played this on the way home. To this day, Kent can’t stand this song.
- Beware the Dog, The Griswolds
At the same time that I was binging on Cough Syrup, Kent was binging on this song. Over, and over, and over. To this day, I can’t stand this song (ha).
- Breezeblocks, alt-J
One of our favorite memories of Tallahassee will be going to No Bears Allowed, a student comedy troupe at FSU. The first night we went, it was a chilly autumn night and we walked really far because I didn’t know all the parking lots across campus yet. They were so, ridiculously funny and we got Taco Bell afterwards and jammed to this song three times in a row.
- Better Together, Jack Johnson
I love Jack Johnson. Kent loves Jack Johnson. This is the ultimate Sunday morning, making breakfast song in our house. We even floated it for our first dance at our wedding.
- You and Me, Dave Matthews Band
When we dance together for the first time as husband and wife, this will be the song that we twirl around the dance floor to.