“Total Eclipse of the Heart” is one of my all-time favorite songs. Despite having heard this song a gazillion times (in countless cover versions, in Dutch, Hungarian, Japanese, German, Portuguese, Russian, Finish, French, and Polish), I cannot ever get enough of the original. It is just too damn perfect.
On a nice summer morning many years ago, I was cycling to work. By the time I arrived, I was depressed as hell. The reason? I had been listening to a Dusty Springfield compilation. I love Dusty to bits, but she cannot seem to catch a break when it comes to love songs. It heartache upon heartbreak upon disillusion upon abandonment upon desire upon terrible choice in (wo)men.
Of course, there are loads of songs that make me happy. This song by BLØF — one of my favorite Dutch bands, although I lost them a bit after their In het midden van alles record — was a hit with me pretty much from the moment I first heard it. Musically, it isn’t the most interesting song. Lyrically, it is about hope and finding your way and things betting better. And then the chorus kicks in and I get this big smile and …
It is a well-known fact that I don’t have a drivers license. Not by some idealistic principle, but I never had the all-consuming need to obtain one. Under different stars, if I hadn’t moved to Amersfoort when I did and I’d been living in Noorden a bit long — a small village with no public transport to speak of — then, well, who knows. I don’t care about cars, and I wouldn’t know if I’d be driving material anyway. Using public transport I usually get where I need to be. Sure, there are some downsides, but none big enough to plunk down a load of money to find out whether or not I should be driving anyway.
Which makes today’s category a bit daft.
A song to drive to. Well, I can clearly recall sitting on my bike, cycling home on a rather nice spring day, listening to Keane’s “Something Only We Know” (the album version, which won’t play here when embeded) and thinking to myself, “Well, this is pretty perfect…”