It’s amazing to me how music can cause so much emotion. Whether sadness, anger, joy or love, music can entice a slew of memories and can encourage action on so many levels.

As we are cleaning up all the Christmas paraphernalia in our house, Jase had his iPod playing random songs from the last several years of our lives and it filled the house with so many memories.

One song caused me to stop what I was doing and open my laptop to write this.

Brand New Colony, from The Postal Service, came on and, I swear, four years of memories overwhelmed my entire brain. I’m so curious as to how this one song could bring back so much.

I was born and raised in San Diego and Jase was born in Anaheim but raised in San Diego. When we moved to Alabama in September of 2003, we were searching for something new and the opportunity to finally be able to buy our first house was very persuasive as we were living in our seventh rental. Within one month of moving to Alabama, we were the proud owners of our first home in Madison. The decision to move was such an amazing step of faith for me and Jase. It was exciting but also an incredibly frightening decision. However, we always felt like outcasts in The South and the nearest big cities were one to two hours away. Even then, the cities never felt like the big city of San Diego we once knew. The differences between the city of San Diego and the entire South were so vast that Jase and I soon realized we’d never live there for very long.

Brand New Colony became our anthem, over three years ago. The song clarified, for me, that the deep problem in our marriage wasn’t necessarily with each other but the longing we separately had to be back to a place that connected us much more closely to our roots. Hearing that song just now, brought a smile to my face. Life is so good now. Today marks the three year anniversary of getting into our car / moving van and leaving a place we were so unfamiliar with for over two years. We’ve made a complete one hundred and eighty degree turn from the negative path we were on, four years ago, and this song was the anthem to that imperative decision.

Brand New Colony
I’ll be the grapes fermented
Bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit
Like a perfect gentlemen
I’ll be the fire escape that’s bolted to the ancient brick
Where you will sit and contemplate your day

I’ll be the water wings that save you if you start drowning
In an open tab when your judgment’s on the brink
I’ll be the phonograph that plays your favorite
Albums back as you’re lying there drifting off to sleep
I’ll be the platform shoes, undo what heredity’s done to you
You won’t have to strain to look into my eyes
I’ll be your winter coat buttoned, zipped straight to the throat
With the collar up so you won’t catch a cold

I want to take you far from the cynics in this town
And kiss you on the mouth
We’ll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene
Start a brand new colony
Where everything will change
We’ll give ourselves new names
Identities erased
The sun will heat the grounds
Under our bare feet
In this brand new colony

Everything will change…