! The Soundtrack To Our Life

...more than we or others ever realise, I reckon, the music of our younger years makes the soundtrack to our life - there I am sitting beside the driver and the speakers correction stunguns in every corner of the car are belting out pomp-rock in all its triumph and I'm thinking christ if I'm deaf now what will they be at my age, and well-they-all-sound-the-same-to-me and I see the guy growing visibly, livin' the singer and the music and the song; and I take that in and feel a stranger to the world then ten, twenty years later I see a brilliant TV ad with that as background music and it hits me in the stomach or between wet eyes and I think christ I wish I could've written that, then, now... but I'm marked too - the hiss of the needle on the vinyl as if it were the carrier wave of the first ever message from a new planet; then the saxophones, new york new world new life and the witty lyrics slick and silky sly and shady and the last outatune bars world weary but oh so sophisticated before the final hissnclick... the music of our younger years, the soundtrack to our life.