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Music That’s Hitting the Spot Right Now


It’s rare that I find music that truly hits the spot with me, but I’ve done it!  Bwahahaha.

Something in my soul is yearning for the cold metal of a tailgate on the back of my thighs while a fire heats my shins.  I want to lock eyes with Mike while the smoke tangles in our hair and beer bottles sweat in our hands. I want the pinch of a sunburn on my shoulders and the pink in my cheeks, to trade snow boots for flip-flops and freedom. My hands miss the calluses of hard labor and I’m nostalgic for the pain my shoulders after 8 hours at the factory.  Late nights, early mornings, sunsets bleeding into sunrises and a day of barely being able to keep my eyes open.

While there are aspects of a blue collar life that are unbearable in the eyes of some, I can’t help but admire those people who have dedicated themselves to hard work and to see their lives through rose-colored glasses.

I think that’s why I like this music…  It has the power to make me feel this way, to ignite that burn in my muscles that’s so familiar, yet merely a ghost of a memory.  When I hear it, I can smell summer corn floating on the air and I can faintly taste the well water from jelly jars.

You’ll be doing yourself a favor to listen if you’ve ever felt like I have.  Here you go:

Turnpike Troubadours

American Aquarium

Ballroom Thieves

J. Charles and The Trainrobbers

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Posted by on January 14, 2014 in Daily Happenings


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The Unidentifiable Craving


Here’s what gets me, Chris.

There are certain times when I’m just going about my life being a stupid 28 year old when I think, “I want something, but I don’t know what.”

This could be something as simple wanting something salty or something sweet.  Wanting a drink–alcoholic or non.  And most of the time I talk myself out of it because I don’t know what I want, and then I just end up sitting on the couch with a furrowed brow watching repeats of Roseanne or Parenthood and wondering why they always seem to know what they want.

Other times, it’s bigger–like wanting desperately to be doing something outside.  And while there’s plenty that I could go outside and do, I can’t pick an activity and end up just sitting in a lawn chair and thinking, “My ass is getting bigger just sitting here.  I should run.  But my knee is bruised.  What kind of excuse is that, Erica?  Fuck it.”  Commence brow furrow.

Don’t get me wrong–I’m incredibly happy.  I have nothing to complain about.  I’m just being cranky. 🙂

But lately, the thing that gets me most is music. I can’t figure out what the eff kind of music I want to listen to anymore.  It’s the worst when I’m at work or driving in the car.  I think I’ve talked about this before.  Yep, I have.  Here it is.  But anyway, in high school, I listened to 80s rock.  Done.  All the time.  Nonstop.  Bon Jovi.  College, I got my twang on and listened to nothing but country…and occasionally the pop station so I could sing with my girls in the showers at Ashland.

In grad school, I listened to whatever mix CD Mike gave me last because I was clinging to something I couldn’t touch at that moment.  Now, I can’t get myself in the mood to listen to anything.

It’s only fun to listen to NSync and the Backstreet Boys with my roommate from Ashland–KAY!  Mike has pointed out how cheesy 80s rock is, and while I still enjoy it–I’m starting to agree with him.  So then I need to find something that’s fast enough to make me happy and keep me going at work or while I’m driving, something with some substance.  And I have to understand what the heck words they’re saying.

It’s just been a really long time since the music has moved me.



Posted by on May 3, 2013 in Daily Happenings


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Insert Hip Hop Terminology Here

I’m not “streetwise”.  I don’t do the hip-hop thing.  In fact, I’ve been known to call it “hippy hoppy”.

I don’t listen to hip-hop.  Well, I didn’t listen to hip-hop.  All the sudden, it’s all I want to hear.  I’ve particularly been on an Eminem kick.  I really don’t get it.  I mean, I was amused with him when he first came out.  I enjoyed watching him at the VMAs.  My brother was really into it.  I remember my mom buying him the censored Marshall Mathers LP.

The odd thing is that I’m not into current hip-hop.  Like I said, I’m listening to Eminem, Dr. Dre (2001, The Chronic), Biggie–all the stuff that was big when I was in high school.  Maybe I’m being nostalgic?  I don’t know.  All I know is that it’s weird.

Until next time:

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Posted by on June 19, 2012 in Daily Happenings


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Fleeting Songs Meant More

I clearly remember pulling into a parking spot outside of my brother’s first tee ball game.  It was 1994, and “I Swear” by All 4 One had just been released.  And I loved it.  The song had been in my head for days, and as we were pulling into the parking lot, it magically came on the radio.

I begged my mother to leave my 9-year-old self alone in the car, to listen to the song for three blissful minutes, to just let me listen.  I didn’t have the CD or the cassette…I’m not even sure if at 9, I had a means to play either.  But I know that I needed to hear that song.

It’s been like that with multiple songs, mostly throughout the 1990’s.  We never just YouTubed a song–we waited, in the morning videos of MTV and VH1, but more commonly, the radio.  Each song was a shooting star, a fleeting moment that we caught by chance and truly cherished.  Now, any song we want is at our fingertips and achieved within seconds.

I’m not saying that I don’t totally appreciate the ability to YouTube a song, or to download it or put it on my iPod to play in my car…  I’m just saying that I was a lot more appreciative of music when I didn’t have such easy access to it.

I remember waiting for “I’m Like a Bird” by Nelly Furtado, “Hotel California” by the Eagles, “Mo Money Mo Problems” by Biggie.  And you know what?  These are the songs that hold the biggest spots in my heart because I always made sure I remember where I was when I heard them the first time.

This still happens…just rarely.  Like Mike and I leaning against the brick wall of the Reel Cafe in Wilmington while a band played “Melissa” by The Allman Brothers.  That song still gives me chills.



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Posted by on June 1, 2012 in Daily Happenings


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Little Boxes Made of Ticky Tacky

I’m so stuck on this song right now.  Ask my office mates:

Heck.  I’m stuck on this band.  They’re called Walk Off the Earth.  Check out this Gotye cover:

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Posted by on May 17, 2012 in Daily Happenings


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The Only Thing Making Today Bearable:

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Posted by on March 29, 2012 in Daily Happenings


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Guilt-Free Three Update: Folk Singer Edition

The Guilt-Free Three officially has a Folk Singer Edition.  Mostly because of one man–but I’m realizing that folk singers are mighty sexy.  MIGHTY.

So here we go:

#3:  Kristian Matsson:  The Tallest Man On Earth

HOLY GEEZ.  Not only is his voice and his music AMAZING, he’s like a Swedish James Dean.  Lordy!

#2:  Charlie Fink:  “Noah & The Whale”

Gimme that hair!

#1:  Angus Stone:  Angus & Julia Stone

Whaaaaa–okay, I’ll admit it.  This is the whole reason for this post.  HOLY SHIT.  The hair, the scruff, the chest fur, the voice, the harmonica.  I can’t help myself.  Luckily, he only sings with his sister, so he’s not married–plus, Mike digs his sister Julia.


Posted by on March 28, 2012 in The Book of Love


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