"Tapestry" reminds me of the exhilarating freedom I felt in the fall of 1971 as a sophomore in college. It was my first year of living off campus, and I was so happy to be free of rules from my parents and regimented dorm life that I endured my freshman year.
One of the six women with whom I shared a big old brick house played the album seemingly nonstop. My room and her room were off of the kitchen, so there was no escaping Carole King. I didn't particularly care for the album, but it grew on me.
Funny how time changes your perspective.
In the years that followed, every time I heard a song from "Tapestry" I would think of Suzie H. who played the album over and over. She would leave her bedroom door wide open, and come out into the kitchen, singing along. I had heard later she married a minister and moved to Japan. I have no idea where she is now, and I wonder if she ever plays "Tapestry."
Because I grew to like the album musically, and for the memories attached to it, I have been tempted over the years to buy the CD, but have not done so yet.
Whenever I hear one of those songs on the radio, I think of those warm fall days on Wilson Street, the beautiful colorful leaves on the trees, the thrill of living on my own and the group of women - especially Suzie - who shared my second year of college in that big house.
linreporter (anonymous) says...
"Tapestry" reminds me of the exhilarating freedom I felt in the fall of 1971 as a sophomore in college. It was my first year of living off campus, and I was so happy to be free of rules from my parents and regimented dorm life that I endured my freshman year.
One of the six women with whom I shared a big old brick house played the album seemingly nonstop. My room and her room were off of the kitchen, so there was no escaping Carole King. I didn't particularly care for the album, but it grew on me.
Funny how time changes your perspective.
In the years that followed, every time I heard a song from "Tapestry" I would think of Suzie H. who played the album over and over. She would leave her bedroom door wide open, and come out into the kitchen, singing along. I had heard later she married a minister and moved to Japan. I have no idea where she is now, and I wonder if she ever plays "Tapestry."
Because I grew to like the album musically, and for the memories attached to it, I have been tempted over the years to buy the CD, but have not done so yet.
Whenever I hear one of those songs on the radio, I think of those warm fall days on Wilson Street, the beautiful colorful leaves on the trees, the thrill of living on my own and the group of women - especially Suzie - who shared my second year of college in that big house.
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