Random Access Memories

Its early in the morning, and I'm attached to my computer screen watching a random collection of videos as I came across a the most random, one; where a car pulled off at a petrol station in London, the scene its quite tribal, but this particular scene flashed me back to the following:
A bunch of 19 year olds, driving through London making their way to the Gatwick airport. They had already four hours travel behind them and where looking to a couple more, traveling across busy London on a Sunday night.
The road trip contained the perfect elements, three boys, two girls, english grounds and a love triangle, which lead to an emotional trip.
The petrol scene its absolutely irrelevant to the any of the important events that occurred during this road trip. Tough its relevant enough that this video-clip brought me back immediately to this memory:

The humid , not cold but summer chilly air and kept slipping into the car through the slightly opened windows, the same ones that reflected the exciting londoner nightlife, the city lights were just sparking and splashing the glass of the window car, almost like a carrousel would do to your eyes, especially after crossing Convent Garden and some other proper busy London streets, leaving us with the wanting more of it, even tough the thought of stepping outside the car and enjoying it ,was unthinkable, our time was limited, a flight needed to be catch and time couldn't be wasted.
On the late hours of Sunday, the car pulled to aside in order to get the necessary petrol to make it to the airport flight. Departures are always emotional, so maybe thats the reason why this moment stands up in my mind.
Time was enough to refuel , so we stopped, our driver stepped out of the 5 person vehicle and the other two boys followed to refuel their hunger cravings;
Boys re-enter the car , driver and copilot take their seats and so does he.

-See I bought Oreos and this mag, dunno why but, Hey that's bloddy Harry Styles!!!

-He looks so good, who is he with!!!????

- Wait, you think Harry Styles is hot?

- Yes!, look at him!

-Cause' you've been saying an awful lot, I look like him

*silence*

-Can I have an Cookie?

The trip continued with a goodbye playlist, aside from one of the girls, no one was asleep and yet they all were staring at different ways. Not knowing that indeed they all would part different ways, following perhaps each at one they were staring.

*No body said it was easy, its such a shame for us to part...*
Whispered the mellow music in the back of the car, and so the car continued drafting away from that petrol station, somewhere in London.

The best you ever had , its just a memory and those dreams....

Im going to start pretty abrupt this entry by stating that: I don‘t know what posses me and makes me have the urge to write lyrics!!!!!!

Sounds deep, but no it's not, the lyrics I‘m referring to are not my own, but the ALREADY made ones from songs, but its like a need I have, whenever I go through songs, there is always a song quote, that stands out and its just screaming and kind of begging me to write it down and ink it on anything.

I know, its ridic. but thats what I find my self doing right now, as a matter of fact; that‘s exactly the aim of this blog. To publish and get out of my system all the best song quotes I have in me.

It just so happens that, I relate to a lot of tunes, that wish i wrote myself, so I just kind of quote them, this has hunt me since I can remember, I have piles of high school notebooks and just notebooks having lyrics in different and 'creative' ways.

Never the less, I find myself stuck in 'coming to age' sort of songs type. Now coming into serious matters, getting older means you know more stuff but at the same time, its means you loose your naiveness, exactly one day after turning 21, I made good friends with a 17 year old, and just hearing him speak and articulate his hopes, dreams and expectations reminded me very much of me.  Up to that point, I had forgotten SO MANY things, its like as if, you get older and start to realize that some thing aren‘t quite as easy as you tought, and reality happens. It does, and then you forget them and go along with your life.

I need to imprint my lyrics NOW and somewhere, so hey, might as well do it in here.

To finish this, there‘s always a reason, why I listen to the songs I listen, aside from liking them , most of them provide me something to relate to, so there are bits of moments that cross my minde while listening a song. I always finde it more intreasting, when I don‘t say who‘s song is, so have a laugh trying to figure it out (so easy).

Sleepless Nights

Why do all the good things come to an end?,
As it is, Summer 2012 it's coming to an end, at leastin Hamburg, Germany....
And it's taking away , all those memories,
by far one of the bests summers of my life,so I can't help it, to open my window at 3 a.mand just keep staring at the stars in one of the lasts summer night skies.God knows when the stars would be seen in this town again,I've never notices how perfect the night is...
Will stare at it, until I can fall asleep...
Can we keep all those moments forever?
/Oh simple thing where have you gone???, I'm getting old and I need something to rely on/ - somewhere only we know
/So we talk about ourselves in hell, to forget the love we never felt...All the old jokes that work so wellUniversal truth was a moment's lie/ - Life is simpler in the moon light 

x stef

Life is an on going musical !

I have the crazy belief;

My life has been turned into a forever non-stop musical, why? ....

 Well just because there are never ending songs that go to my everyday life, and I don’t even mean it in the Broadway-style like, just sometimesJ, but it’s just the everyday playlist that goes with my life, when I’m singing the blues, there’s obviously songs to it, when I’m exercising, taking a walk, waiting at the station or just waking up in the morning run (classical Broadway situation), it just complete the mood.

And just as I’m writing this, I find myself doing it,  havingmy headphones on listening to, The Strokes – Vision of division, I need it, no doubt about it

So when I think about it, my life is indeed a musical, because as many times happens, our music choices represent what we are feeling, and it ends up as we having an infinite life playlist.

And I love it, choosing music just makes me happy, and effects everything in my life, like how I dress, or style things…

I’ll take you through my life(playlist), with my favoirite songs quotes, street-style. Love…etc

xx stef

“Sing me a song, you can be, Tell me a tale, just like me… All that I do is wait for you”