Ever hear a track and immediately get transported to another moment in time? We here at Glam know the feeling. There are songs that will always evoke a special type of lovingness within us as we think back to when the track first defined us, and the people who were there along the way. Spotify gets it too, understanding that sometimes there are no words to quite explain the connection you had with an individual during a critical time in your life, but that a song can sum it all up for you in a magical way. You can send the track to your companions who went through the experience with you, and no other explanation is needed—they’ll just get it. Our Glam girls open up about their personal stories that surround song; of the music they feel an emotional connection to about the relationship they share it with.
Angel Lenise Robinson, Entertainment Editor
My mom has a thing about playing albums on repeat. She’d rotate classics from Anita Baker on Saturdays and compilations from Sam Cooke on Sundays, then soundtrack our morning drives to school with Jay Z’s The Black Album one week and Lil Wayne’s The Carter II the next—she got cool points for those. There is one album in particular that will always stick with me: Mary J. Blige’s 1992 debut, What’s the 411? I was 4 years old when it was released, but my mother designated it—yes, on repeat—for long drives to visit family for years. As a result, I knew every word to every song, down to the ad libs. My favorite was, and still is “Love No Limit.” Though I’ll always carry that song with me, it’s the memories of 5-hour road trips with my favorite girl, that it really draws to mind.
Channing Hargrove, Fashion Reporter
Anytime I hear Bon Jovi’s “Livin on a Prayer”–it doesn’t matter if it’s at a bar or riding in the car, I’m immediately transported back to Penn State where I went to college. My two best friends and I, who after 9 years are more like my sisters, would joke about the line ‘take my hand, we’ll make it I swear’ but now, if ever we’re at a loss for anything, we know if we reach out, someone will be there.
Katherine Fotinos, Assistant Editorial Producer
I studied abroad in Australia for 6 months during college and despite being away from home for so long, I found strength and support amongst the group of exchange students sharing the experience with me. Lia and I quickly became friends, comically singing “Home” by Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros to one another when were feeling sad. We’d serenate each other in a silly way, but the connection we were establishing as each other’s “go-to girl” in times of need was real and true. When I hear the song now, I think back to the days where I called Australia home, and the defining moments that occurred there that only Lia, myself, and our friends who experienced the adventure with us, would whole heartedly understand.
Valis Vicenty, Assistant Editor
One song that defines me is The Maine’s “We All Roll Along.” The track is about friendship and served as the soundtrack to my summer in 2008 where my friends and I learned of the band who was touring with Good Charlotte We spent the season following them on tour and made many memories that I cherish. The line “You’re all a part of me” became so important I had it inked on my wrist a few months later to remember how much everyone has an influence on who we are and who we become.
Carolyn Hsu, Managing Editor
My best friend Cynthia, whom I met my freshmen year of college (we were random roommates) has introduced me to a lot of music and artists that I like. To this day, she continues to serve as my “cool music advisor”—she even curated the dinner playlist at my wedding this past year (on Spotify, naturally)! One of the first bands she introduced me to was Death Cab for Cutie, which was just breaking into the scene around the time we met and I listened to them all throughout my university years. Though I haven’t been following their later stuff, I know all of Death Cab’s earlier music and it immediately brings me back to those days and the happy times Cynthia and I had together. “405” is one song that we always sang along to—the number references a highway in Seattle, where we went to college—so it is especially appropriate.
Cara Chronis, Editorial Producer & Content Manager
The song “Pieces of Me,” and actually, the whole Ashlee Simpson album Autobiography reminds me of the summer of 2004. I had just gotten my first car and my girlfriends and I would drive around for hours listening to this album. We’d drive to the pool, to get late night donuts, to the mall, anywhere really. We knew every lyric to every song. Whenever we’re all together again, which now means usually a bachelorette party or wedding, this album is the first one we pull up on Spotify.