Yesterday afternoon I was in my car, driving home from work. As per usual, I was smoking and listening to my iPod. Some misc. song came on that I didn't want to listen to, so I turned on the randomizer and hit the "next" button.
To my rip-roaring surprise, the song that started playing was one I knew all too well, but I was ignorant to the fact that it resides on my iPod. That song, ladies and gentlemen, was Regulators by Mr. Warren G.
Now, I'm not a huge fan of the rap or hiphop, though there are a few exceptions that pop up, of course. When I was younger, I never owned any Warren G or Snoop CDs, nor did I want to. I got all I needed off of the radio. Listening to the generic rock/pop/alternative station broadcast from Sacramento gave me a well-rounded catalog of songs in my head. Courtney (bridesmaid!) and I would go over to Frankie's house and jump from the back porch railings onto the trampoline while shouting the lyrics to Jump Around (House of Pain).
The outstanding memory of Regulators is a montage of watching MTV at Frankie's (we didn't have cable at home), sneaking into the theatre to see Boyz in the Hood, hanging out with a girl and her friends, who were all a few years older than I (daughter of my mom's friend), being in the girl's boyfriend's (who later became my boyfriend) IROC-Z with massive subwoofers in the back thumping into my head while laying down in the pitiful back seat, buzzed on cheap beer. I was 14. How quickly innocence fades.
I listened to the song twice on the way home, turned up loud, and thought about the past. And about how I'm glad I never got any huge subwoofers for the back of my own car.
Oh my... wanna know something? I LOVE THAT SONG!!!
Posted by: Ladyface at January 11, 2006 10:51 AM