(I wrote this short reflection for my writing project today but thought I’d share it here too just for fun.)
For years, I’ve wondered what it would be like to have a theme song — like, if I were in a movie, what song would play on the soundtrack whenever I came on scene (picture, if you will, Darth Vader’s theme from Star Wars).
In the past few months, I’ve realized that I might, in fact, already have a theme song without knowing it, a song that seems to pop into my head whenever I am in a neutrally good mood, you know, that kind of mood where you’re pleasantly happy going about your day without any reason or cause. For me that song is a Duke Ellington Orchestra rendition of “Perdido.”
There are days, like today, which is a very Perdido kind of day so far, when I hop off the bus with Perdido in my head and a spring in my step, when I feel almost like I’m in a cheeky commercial for some useless product or antidepressant (or Viagra) and feel like tipping my hat (if I’m wearing a hat) to any passer-by, along with a welcoming smile and a twinkle in my eye.
Why this particular song? I really don’t know, but I think in some ways I think it does sort of represent my personality. It’s light and happy while still being relaxed and laid back, and generally vanilla but with a cheeky and sensual bite to it. In that way it’s not really ‘vanilla’ or bland at all; it’s just unassuming, like me (or at least I flatter myself to think as much about myself; I could indeed be bland).
In this respect, I don’t mind if indeed Perdido is my theme song. If anyone were to make a movie about my life, I approve of this song playing when I appear on-screen. My only concern is that the title of the song means “lost”; and I certainly hope that isn’t meaningful in my case. Indeed, I’m finding myself feeling more and more “found” every day. So perhaps the title is ironic? Or, I could always be deluded, in which case the irony would be on me :o) )
Anyway, such are my thoughts on this Perdido kind of day.