Sometimes the Muse hits you. I was listening to Dakota by the Stereophonics and reading the lyrics at the same time. It’s a little pleasure I enjoy. I don’t get every word and I like to know what a vocal is. Songs affect me; not so much mood, although that happens, but more often as stimulation or even creativity. A lyric or even just a ‘vibe’ is all I need to hear and on occasion my mind picks up the idea and runs with it.
The title for today’s post contains the lyric (as ever) and on hearing it I drifted off into a little world in my head. I’ve been going to Chameleons for some time and while we have – to coin a phrase – the usual suspects, there are also lots of people who appear infrequently or just as one offs.
Part of me wishes that we had one of those old instant cameras and a photo album to keep a snap of everyone who walked through the doors. Of course, that wouldn’t really be fair would it. Going out for the first time can be pretty nerve wracking and you don’t want someone in your face wanting to take a snap.
But that issue aside, Chameleons has been running for a long time – 25 years I think – and there’s been a lot of people (and fashions) come and go. Part of me wishes that we could in some way capture this tiny portion of history. Like other subcultures: we’re the folk under radar. It’s stuff that doesn’t happen in the Big Picture, but we are there nonetheless and attendance is no doubt linked to changes in society (public acceptance) and our affect on society (going out / full time).
In other news, the earlier line “Children grown having some laughs” hit home too. Little Miss is now a whole year old. My, she’s grown to be a cute little thing. Being a dad rocks.
[ Today’s lyric: Dakota by the Stereophonics ]