I don’t know how much you keep up with current events and the latest in technological wizardry. I knew this day would come… after all, our phones take pictures and we have mastered the “black art” of pausing live TV events. Since we can now stop live action, I suddenly realized that time travel has been achieved, and for many years.
You may be wondering how this is happening. I am prepared to share it with you, but you may not mock the medium with which time travel takes place. It’s available to you, and it’s cooler than a Delorean.
“I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight” by Cutting Crew takes me back to a 4-day period in 6th grade when I was home sick with the flu. My mom brought me popcicles to help my throat feel better and that song was on the radio all the time.
“What Kind of Man Would I Be” by Chicago takes me to Michelle Hall’s house… anytime between 1987 and 1991. Infatuation and young love.
“Funky Cold Medina” by Tone Loc takes me to my bedroom basement, 1990, doing Algebra homework. I can literally feel my brain working when I hear that song. I start thinking about FOIL (bonus points for anyone who can nail down how FOIL is relevant to algebra).
“Bust A Move” by Young MC takes me immediately to San Diego, CA summer of 1990. Mission trip to Mexico, but listening to the song on the radio as we crossed the border multiple times that week.
“Summer of ’69” by Bryan Adams takes me to the basement in Denver, hanging out with Dave Stair.
“Tom Sawyer” by Rush takes me to Ryan Ward’s garage, playing Wahoo with he and his dad, smoking cigars and listening to classic rock. Good times!
I just realized that a lot of my life happened in basements… a fact to be examined at a later date. The answer is MUSIC. Music is our time travel medium. Before you get all critical about my musical history, think back to songs that you listened to obsessively in jr. high, h.s. and college. They can literally take you back to places that haven’t crossed your consciousness in decades. Smells. Colors. Emotions. Struggles.
Cigars are much the same as music. A Macanudo takes me back to college. Cuban Cohiba’s take me to my first Cuban cigar experience in 1999. A Partaga Serie D #4 takes me to the Caribbean, smoking on a rock wall with Chris Bogart, near the Green Parrot restaurant. Rocky Patel’s take me to the “red room.”
Telson is a new cigar find for me that, in future years, will take me back to Siloam Springs, AR. It is a fantastic cigar, complex and consistent flavors, great construction and burn. I would assume that any tabaqueria can order it for you. I have only found Telson at Addison Cigar and Tobacco in Dallas, TX. Obviously you can go to Telson’s website as well.
Alright… time to pay the piper. What are your “time travel” songs?