one of the things i love about music is how it gives me a connection to people whom i've otherwise lost. facebook has been amazing for reconnecting me with people again, and i love that about it. but i have a few friends--i can think of three especially--who seem to have just disappeared. i can't find them anywhere. these are people who were dear friends, people i never thought i'd lose touch with.
marianne was my playmate when we were little girls, living just about a quarter-mile from one another growing up. but around the time we hit high school, she moved out to powhatan county; her father was running for some public office or other and needed to live there, as i recall, and they moved into the biggest mansion i'd ever seen. still the biggest house i've ever been in. tennis courts and a swimming pool. that kind of thing. it's funny, because she (and her family) was probably the most guileless, unassuming person i've ever met. as genuine and sweet as the day is long. i miss her so much. but no idea where she disappeared to. i've even tried tracking down her siblings or parents. nothing. we didn't really share a music interest, so this isn't a lead-in to the song that reminds me of someone. she's just the first person in the list of people i wish i could find again.
sujata (suzy/suji) is the second. we were closer than sisters in college. she was completely different from anyone i'd ever known and introduced me to so many things--ideas, music, styles--that i'd never encountered before. one of those was suzanne vega, and though i've kept up my fandom of suzanne through many albums since suzy first played her for me, hearing some of the songs off that first album still takes me back to popping the cassette in my tape deck in our dorm room, or listening to it in my walkman as i danced across campus. (really. i did that. i'd dance and sing along with my walkman. and always barefoot. always. except in the snow. i carried little shoes in my backpack in case i needed to go into a restaurant or other place that required shoes, but i was barefoot on those brick walks all over williamsburg. now i'm homesick. thanks.)
anyway, so early suzanne vega reminds me of suzy.
suzy lived in warrenton last time we caught up, and she looked just the same. that alluring, scratchy voice that bore the brunt of all her laughing. i loved that girl. but i've lost touch with her again. i think she and her husband and their kids are all still in warrenton and she works in d.c., but i don't know for sure. she's there in my head, though.
the third person on the list is deborah. we were great pals when i was in grad school the first time, in d.c. she was kooky and beautiful and funny, and she called me milt because she'd seen me sign "mitch" on something and couldn't read it. try as i might, i haven't been able to track her down. i thought of her every time i drove through our old stomping grounds, which was pretty often until recently--my brother lived right there until last year. anyway, she used to speed us around dc and maryland in her vw rabbit, blasting sting.
tv shows that remind me of other people are tough. the only people i've ever really watched tv with other than andrew are my ex-husband and my dad. football with my dad. and "northern exposure" with my ex. i love that show. it does sometimes remind me of him, but really it's just because it's such an awesome show that i feel the need to share some of it here with you. because it's my blog and it should be full of things i love.
i still want to go live in cicely.
and movies that remind me of people. well, "the princess bride" always reminds me of jen because we went to see it together. and were completely smitten with cary elwes. but i already mentioned that movie this week. so. "the gods must be crazy" makes me think of my dad because he thought it was hilarious and introduced it to me.
and to keep everything even (god knows how important that is), here's one that always reminds me of my mother. she loves it.