{"id":450,"date":"2004-09-08T10:41:50","date_gmt":"2004-09-08T14:41:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2004\/09\/08\/swing-out-sister\/"},"modified":"2004-09-08T10:41:50","modified_gmt":"2004-09-08T14:41:50","slug":"swing-out-sister","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2004\/09\/08\/swing-out-sister\/","title":{"rendered":"Swing Out, Sister"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a850'><\/a><\/p>\n<p><P>My morning ritual of flipping between the dreary news and VHI-Classics reaped great rewards this morning. All in a row I heard:<\/P><br \/>\n<P>*Swing Out Sister &#8211; &#8220;Break Out&#8221;. I loved this song in high school. I remember&nbsp;feeling so liberated (at 15 years old)&nbsp;buying the tape in Copley Place because I felt so grown up. You see,&nbsp;my parents actually allowed me to come to Boston for a long weekend with my best friend, Missy. And even more surprising, she allowed me to stay with Missy in an apartment&nbsp;with a gay guy that she&#8217;d never met (it was a 20-something year old friend of Missy&#8217;s mother). We had a blast that weekend &#8211; he even got us past the bouncer and into Division Sixteen (the&nbsp;place to be in Boston in&nbsp;the mid-80&#8217;s). Looking back at the pictures we took that weekend, I can&#8217;t imagine how the bouncer let us in&#8230;we looked so young.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>*The Human League &#8211; &#8220;(Keep Feeling&#8217;) Fascination&#8221;. This brings me back to when my mom used to do book-keeping for the Cape Cod Academy. Since it was across from our house on West Bay, I used to go and hang out with the rich kids (it&#8217;s a private school). I just remember playing with my little scooter (essentially a skate board with a post and handle bars) and hearing that song (along with Naked Eyes cover of &#8220;Always Something There to Remind Me).&#8221;<\/P><br \/>\n<P>*Peter Shilling &#8211; &#8220;Major Tom&#8221;. Apparently, this is some tribute to David Bowie&#8230;I just remember hearing the song at St. Peter&#8217;s Episcopal Church in Osterville. We were going on some sort of field trip (to Boston, I think) and I first heard this song and fell in love with it instantly. &#8220;4&#8230;3&#8230;2&#8230;1&#8230;earth below us, drifting, falling, floating weightless, calling, calling home&#8221;. OK &#8211; so the lyrics aren&#8217;t so great looking back&#8230;but I was just a kid, dammit!<\/P><br \/>\n<P>*INXS &#8211; &#8220;Listen Like Thieves&#8221;. Actually, I never saw the video for this song until this morning. This wasn&#8217;t my favorite song off the album (&#8220;Kiss the Dirt\/Falling Down the Mountain&#8221; was), but it did bring back memories of Dowse&#8217;s Beach. Missy and I would bring her little pink boom-box, sit on the bach and listen to INXS and T&#8217;Pau endlessly. As for the video&#8230;is Michael Hutchence in a latex outfit? I didn&#8217;t know those existed back then.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>Unfortunately, those were the only videos I was able to see this morning because I&nbsp;had to continue getting ready for work. I&#8217;m really eager to see VH-1 Classics&#8217; new show that airs on Sundays at 11&#8230;it&#8217;s all so-called &#8220;alternative&#8221; songs (The Cure, the Smiths, Stone Roses, etc&#8230;.). I just keep forgetting when it&#8217;s on.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>Anyway, those videos were a lot of fun for me this morning&nbsp;&#8211; espcially on such a rainy, dreary day. Does anybody else have songs that act as soundtracks to their lives? 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