One of the best things about music is that a track can remind you of certain events and people and bring back memories of that person/event that you have forgotten.

For whatever reason, Herion Girl by Everclear always reminds me of Sarah M. As one of the most awesome people I know, she deserves a much better story, but it is what it is.

I Got A Girl by Tripping Daisy always reminds me of Fiona C (G) because I remember her arguing with Shaun about it at his parents place one time. She was convinced that the ending of the track was a treatise of the fact that girls were ultimately in charge of every relationship. He laughed. Me too.

Bleeding Me by Metallica always reminds me of Navy Jase and Shadows because we used to put $6 on the jukebox and play it 9 times in a row. We were not popular back then....

Anything from Who Cares A Lot?, the first compilation album by Faith No More reminds me of Jen (wife) because we (I) played it constantly whenever we drove out West to watch flicks, which we did just about every weekend for 3 years.

You Make Me Feel Like A Whore - by Everclear reminds of the gutted feeling I had after breaking up with Aimie when I was 17/18 ish. Ohh, teenage angst....

Never Tear Us Apart by INXS reminds me of driving through the Hauraki Plains with Jen discussing potential wedding songs. In the end the lyrics 'If I ever hurt you, I'd make wine from your tears' were a touch depressing.

You Are All That I Have by Snow Patrol reminds me of the week before we got married as I was utterly convinced that we would listen to this song as we walked back up the aisle after being married. John M and Kristen M talked us out of that and into Chasing Cars also by Snow Patrol.

The Middle by Jimmy Eat World was playing in a shop in a giant mall in Broadbeach on our first trip there. I asked the girl behind the counter who it was and she had no freakin' clue.

Can't Stop by Red Hot Chili Peppers reminds me of my least exciting Christmas. Ever. We were playing Trivial Pursuit (yay) with Jens brother, Peter. I'm pretty sure that dude had read all the questions, because he hammered us hard. Anyway, after luckily googling the lyrics of the song a week before we knew the answer to some question about the Pleaides. That was about as good as it got that day...

Euro Trash Girl by Cracker reminds of the excellent 6 months or so I spent dating Maria, a German exchange student. To be fair about things, I'm On Fire by Head Like A Hole also reminds me of her because she bought me The Best Of Wildside CD. Also trying to explain the surreal lyrics of A Murder Of One by The Counting Crows (Blue morning, Blue morning; Wrapped in strands of fist and bone) to someone with English as a second language was difficult.

Smells Like Teen Spirit by (do I really need to say who? If you don't know this one, you're reading the wrong blog and need to fuck right off) Nirvana reminds me a story, so bear with me while I tell it. or go away, i don't mind.

I was 17, and working at Big Fresh. There was this hot Aussie chick called Lisa working opposite the Service Deli in the Bakery. Mario asked if I wanted to go his birthday party at the Glenfield Rugby club and I thought, bingo, lets see if the hot chick wants a lift there. So on the Thursday before the party I'm like, 'hey, uhm, Lisa, uhm are you, uhm, ahh, thinking about, uhm, you know, maybe going to Mario's party??

'No.'

(okie dokie then....burned...)

But on the Saturday, after football I stopped in to Big Fresh to pick up something (Come on, it was 17 years ago, how the hell am I supposed to remember) and she said are you still going? To be honest, I'd already decided not to go, but hot chicks + me @ 17y/o = change of plan so I said, yeah, totally.

So I picked her up and took her to the party. There was a cover band in there and they rocked Smells Like Teen Spirit so hard I though Cobain had been reincarnated and met up with Grohl and Novoselic in Glenfield in some cosmic coincidence.... Truly, I can't overstate that that was the moment that I understood the absolute cutting brilliance of that song.

Anyway, this was the middle of winter (this is an important point) and Lisa got drunk. Sometime past midnight we weaved our way back to the old 1980 Silver Ford Escort MkII Ghia. I say weaved because try though I might, I couldn't get her to walk straight. So we made it to the car and I opened the door and stuffed her in, and did up the seatbealt. Before I closed the door, she said 'Man, it's hot'. Did I mention this was the dead of winter? Anyway, I thought nothing of it but by the time I'd walked around the car and opened the door, she had undone the seat belt and taken her top off.

Now to say I died of shock is slight exaggeration seeing as I am in fact writing this blog right now, but a hot blond Aussie chick with epic boobs and no shirt in my car (IN MY FUCKING CAR!!!!!) pretty much was the moment of my life up until that point....

Lets also say that reaching across her to do up the seatbelt was an event all in itself.

As I drove away, I quickly realised that explaining to her father why his daughter was drunk and topless was NOT going to be fun....

And lastly, for this post, Place Your Hands by Reef was the first song that Jen and I danced to on the day we hooked up at R'Toto.

There is a story about I've Got Something To Say also by Reef, but I'll save that one.