I have this thing about music where I need to hear stuff that I know and like every few hours, otherwise I go into some kind of withdrawal. No, really. When I was in college, a couple of friends told me that they wanted to perform a kind of psych experiment on me and denied me music for over a day -- which is odd because I was the psych major and they were all computer science majors. Either way, they'd gotten a list of symptoms that are associated with moderate drug withdrawal, and they said that I exhibited almost all of them. So I guess it's a bit of an addiction. For some reason, it tends to hit me more hard when I'm at weddings. I don't know what it is, if it's the kitsch factor of the music being played, or the fact that I don't like lounge-style cover bands, or if I subconsciously need an escape from the overall atmosphere, but at least once (and usually more than once) during a wedding, I find myself sneaking out to the parking lot to sit in the car for a few minutes and turn on the radio. Usually, I need to listen to something a bit harder-edged when I'm at a wedding, too. The reason why I bring this up is because I sometimes feel like a song is an imprint -- a snapshot in time. I can remember specific instances of what I was doing and where I was when I heard a song. And I just heard a song by Live that reminded me of a wedding I went to on Long Island about 5 years ago. I snuck out during the reception, turned on the radio, dialed it down to New York's K-Rock and spent about 4 minutes in bliss while Live serenaded me with a straight-on rock song. Interesting how I can remember the way the trees looked through the windshield of my car, how the sun shone down on that spring day in April and how the reception hall looked. After five years, I still have that imprint to go along with the song.