Cute Without The “E” (Cut From The Team) - Taking Back Sunday
There are those songs or albums, that when you put them on, they have the power to bring you back to a certain time in your life, remind you of a certain person, or evoke certain emotions. Music has this way of gluing itself to your memories. There are plenty of Taking Back Sunday songs that have adheared themselves, but it’s mostly just simple nostalgia; I mean, I have been listening to the band for about half of my life, which is scary/weird to think about. So when “Cute Without The “E”” starts playing, I tend to think about seeing the video on MTV (back when the M meant something) and singing along, or how I found out it’s the favorite song of one of my dearest friends, or even getting the chance to see TBS live. But about a year ago now, the song found itself a new time and memory to add to the mix…
I could take the words to explain how me & my previously mentioned friend ended up a bar over an hour from where we lived, but there’s a lot to that one, so I’ll skip ahead in the night. Whether you’re a guy or girl you’ve encountered that person who starts off seemingly nice, but quickly switches to creepy clinger who persistantly hits on you. Well, me and her ran into one of those and he invited himself over to the booth we were sitting at; not only could we not get him to leave, he kept inching closer and closer to me. I needed an escape, and fast. It happened to be towards the end of the night and my friends, who were playing acoustically with their cover band, announced it was their last song. As soon as the music started in, me and her instantaneously looked at each other & exclaimed that it was Taking Back Sunday. Out of desperation to get away from the weird, drunk guy and love for the song, I grabbed her hand and told her to get up and dance with me. I remember her looking at me & asking, “Are we really doing this? Are we going to be those girls?” My answer was a simple “Yes!” and I lead her out of the booth and closer to where the guys were playing. Something came over me, and suddenly I just didn’t care… we were singing the words right along, dancing to the music, and for one of the first times in my life I felt free.
That’s why I love that moment so much, and hearing the song now. I was there on a whim, did something spontaneous, let go of my tendency to over think, and wasn’t concerned with what anyone else thought. I was hearing a great rendition of one of my favorite songs, surrounded by a few great people, and sharing the moment with the one person who has been through everything with me. There is nothing better than letting your guard down, and actually experiencing a moment in life.
I know I don’t get too personal on here, but we all have stories of this sort, and it’s fun to share sometimes. Maybe I’ll do this every so often; you can thank the Lydia station on Pandora playing “Cute Without the “E”” for sparking this one. Oh, and if you feel like sharing… what’s a song and memory that stand out to you?