frostings:

This song reminds me of my childhood. We just got our first CD player but only my eldest brother had the money and the inclination to shell out for CDs (piracy didn’t exist yet!). So he bought Phil Collins, Miles Davis, Astrud Gilberto, Billie Holiday and Ella Fitzgerald. As much as I wanted to hear Backstreet Boys on a loop, I wanted to make use of the CD player much more (plus it wasn’t like I owned a CD of BSB). It was so fascinating to me how the same, seemingly unchanging cycling movement of a CD played so many songs.

Ella Fitzgerald had a way of making summer days go slower until the moment is absolutely still. I remember listening to Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered intently, sitting as still as I could and wondering what “ants that invaded my pants” meant. She sounded sad, but not really. It wasn’t an upfront love song, that much I could tell. Did she love him? Did she really have her heart broken? Did he love her back? Was she going to be okay?

Now that I’m older, I can see that this song is a grown woman’s love song. Which is strange, because it still triggers the feeling of childhood summers in me every time I hear it. I guess love can do that.

Until the moment is absolutely still. Yes, that’s a perfect way to say it.