Listening to Tom Petty on full volume is a guilty pleasure of mine. Especially as I drive through dark, drizzly English mornings. To my ears, Wildflowers is the sound of sunshine and a reminder that I lived in Southern California for a spell.
Mind you, living in SoCal is annoying in at least a hundred ways. But Wildflowers makes me remember only the good things about it - several imaginary good things even. Which is the point of nostalgia after all.
A tardy post for Mumra's Friday playlist (thanks - love the idea).
Oh wow I used to love Tom Petty! I shall go off and utube him some more now.
ReplyDeleteThanks for joining in the Playlists. I hope I inspire you with a theme again. x
Love Tom Petty! I'm the same way about the East Coast since I live in the Midwest, remembering the good only...
ReplyDeleteThanks Mumra, such a fun idea, I look forward to taking part again!
ReplyDeleteAnd glad you like Tom Petty too, Polish Mama, and are also a practitioner of selective nostalgia!
I love this album! For me it is the smell of fresh sea air whilst driving with my friends, my bare feet stuck out the window and nothing but possibilty ahead. good memories...
ReplyDeleteHey Nickiy! Barefoot possibility - I like the sound of that - might make it my new mantra.
ReplyDeleteYou and me both! I love his music...and the entire album. He just makes me happy.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jenny - I agree - what a happy sound.
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