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Seeing Arctic Monkeys live in a few hours! Wohoo! :DDD So excited about it. :3 Apparently the gig in Mexico City last night got rowdy, cause the tickets were oversold, but hopefully it'll be all right in here.

It's funny how we associate music with certain times of our lives, isn't it? How it sort of stucks to the moment in time where you first heard it, or how you associate it with a memory, or a thought, or a mood or a someone that was important. When I became obsessed with Humbug, I'd just come back from England, and it suited my mood perfectly. After all, the album is all about loss, and longing, and anticipation. I was pretty lovesick at the time, and a bit depressed, and pining after the boy terribly, so I just held onto the album a bit manically. I still miss the boy a lot, of course, but I'm used to it and it's manageable now, most of the time, but whenever I listen to the album I remember those days, and it gets me all sigh-y.

Ah well. The boy sent a text earlier hoping I wasn't going to fling my knickers at them, lol.

What kind of stuff you remember with music? Tell all, flist!