Monday, August 28, 2017

68. We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way

68. "Ridin' the Storm Out" by REO Speedwagon

Sometimes a song takes on a special meaning in our head that is quite different from the original meaning intended by the singer/songwriter. Such is the case with Ridin' the Storm Out. It's original meaning had something to do with the band being stuck in a bar during a Colorado blizzard.

But what goes through my conscious mind when I hear this song are thoughts about hunkering down during a cold and stormy part of a relationship with someone you love--a storm that's so strong you don't know if you'll survive it--and then in the middle of storm you realize that the other person is also hunkering down and desperately hoping for a break in the storm, so you somehow find a way to ride out the storm together.



Of course, what my subconscious mind is most likely processing during this song are memories of waiting out Friday night snowstorms in the cabin at the Big Onion. The key to surviving those cold nights was to make sure you've got plenty of split pine logs to shove into cast iron stove all night long. Then on Saturday morning, after the storm has passed, you stuffed a hot breakfast down your gullet before hopping on the black Artic Cat (or was it the white Yamaha?) and blasting your way through the deep, fresh powder as you tried to keep up with Sheldon for the next six hours.

Yeah. Now that I think about it, the guitar solos in this song are a pretty good musical representation of Scapell on a snowmobile.

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