a feeling of the mundane sort

i had all kinds of stuff in my mind that i wanted to share, but after listening to this, i decided to skip all those stuff i wanted to write.

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you know how some songs make you think of some things? like a song you used to sing when you were with a particular group of friends, or your song with that someone, or songs your grandma used to sing to you when you were younger and bobbing away in a sarong... cliché yes, but it's true. and whenever you hear that particular song again, you get all these flashback images of that time. not only images, feelings, the lighting, the atmosphere, the heat, the discomfort, they all come gushing back in that very instant.

yes, i'm sure we all know a song like that... a song that brings back memories...

but i wonder if you ever noticed, there is this other kind of songs that just gives you a special feeling when you listen to it and that feeling has nothing to do with memories. a song can make you feel like you're on the beach, listening to the waves, the sun shining on your face and body, it's hot but you're enjoying the feeling of a few drops of sweat trickling down from your temple, across your cheek. these songs don't bring you back to a particular event, but a feeling of a mundane sort.

this song gives me that special feeling - the feeling of an evening drive.

an evening drive:
maybe five, six o'clock in the evening, just before the sun starts setting and the orange clouds start appearing. the time where the sun seems to be so glaring, like it has burnt out it's enthusiasm for the day, and has only heat and impatience left. at this particular time, there's this discomfort where palms get sweaty, and there's turmoil at the pit of the stomach where you can't exactly pinpoint whether it's a tug or and itch.
yet despite the discomfort, a drive makes it all alright. it's hard to explain now, but i think it is because of the ironic calmness of driving in the evening. when the traffic is just starting to pick up, everyone's heading home and driving around at that time just has that special feeling. i imagine doing it in a big busy city, and i miss doing it in singapore. you don't have to talk, you don't even have to think. you just sit in the car, listening to the radio, and stare out at every passing car, bus, lorry, train in a daze.

soon, the discomfort eases away without you realising and it turns into night...

i don't know why. it might be the tune, it might be the lyrics, maybe it's the way she sings, or just the texture of her voice. i can't really say why this song feels the way it does to me, but it just does.

i wonder if you know what i am talking about. am i being too vague? maybe too pretentious? or perhaps too emotional? well, maybe all of the above. i mean, i can't even drive. but then again, maybe when i am the one driving, i won't have the spare attention to bother about any "special feelings".

but anyway, i do hope you know what i'm talking about - a feeling of the mundane sort...

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