Enhancers

My example being when I first heard Isn't Anything. I had a small table lamp lighting my room instead of the light bulb for some reason, and it seemed to bring all the sleaziness of the songs to the forefront of what I was hearing at the time.

I once listened to the Monkees "Another Pleasant Valley Sunday" while high as a kite on grass. I had sneaked up to my bedroom, avoiding the parental units and turned on the radio, randomly selecting a station as I tried to find the bed in my spinning bedroom.

Every part of that song broke itself out into different emotions, the harmonies (duh, duh-duh duh etc.) and of course, the social message that is still relevant today (suburban lemmings living a life of quiet desperation with beautifully tended lawns)..trouble is, in the intervening 14 years or so, I've become the exact person this song was rebelling against.

Hmmm...maybe that ganja acted like a portal into my future and my dizzyness was a reaction to the truth of what I've become. Or maybe I'm just talking through my arse.

Like that never happens.