Do you know this song by Pink Floyd?
They played this song at highschool dances in my day. Although I didn’t really listen to Pink Floyd much during my adolescence, some of their songs were played often on the radio. This one was hard to miss… And, they still play it today, decades later. A true testament of brilliant genius to the band. 🎶
I was in the car when Q107, a classic rock station, played this song. My built-in radio in my dad’s old car (almost 20 years old) doesn’t have the greatest sound output, so I made a mental note to pull it up on my playlist and listen to it with my headset on later.
Such an awesome song.
Wish You Were Here is not only the title of a song by this band, but also the name of their ninth studio album which was released in 1975. Pink Floyd, if you don’t know them, is an English rock band.
The song triggered something in me though. As I listened to the music and lyrics, I began to reflect about missed opportunities and broken connections.
Isn’t it interesting how a good piece of music, with eloquent lyrics and a timeless vibe, can affect you so deeply, and touch your spirit and soul?
The song stayed with me for some days. Occasionally I pulled it up on my playlist and listen to it while designing jewelry. I loved it, but I had to put it out of my head. I didn’t want to allow it to continue triggering me emotionally.
Fast forward to a few days later. I was at my son’s hockey game at a rink in North York (northern Toronto). He was playing in a tournament, so the arena was buzzing with people. This was the first hockey tournament the boys were playing in since covid started… almost two years ago!
After the game I sat on a bench and waited for my son to emerge out of the dressing room. While I waited, I watched the little groups of masked spectators, mostly parents and extended family, chat with each other.
Suddenly, I spotted a teenager about ten feet away from me. He had his back turned to me. He wore a black hoodie.
It was really strange how I was intuitively guided to look toward this boy. The crowd in the lobby had suddenly parted so I could get a clear view of this kid.
It wasn’t the kid who captured my interest; the entire arena was full of teenage boys. What captured my interest was the words on the back of his hoodie.
Wish you were here
It was perplexing and startled me into a state of mental awareness. That’s the name of the song I’d been listening to for the past few days.
And now, the words were staring right at me from the back of some random kid’s hoodie. Big bold white letters on a black background. I wish I had taken a picture.
What is it about this phrase that triggers me? And, is it stalking me, like the repetitive number sequences I’d been seeing for the past few weeks?
I hoped the boy would turn around so I could see what the front of his hoodie said. Was he wearing a Floyd memorabilia thing from a concert? Is he a fan?
It seems unlikely. I don’t know many teens who listen to, or even know Pink Floyd. (Not in my orbit, anyway.)
I’ve been a little out of sorts since this happened, which was really recently. But until now (early Sunday morning coffee time) I couldn’t find the words to write about it. If you’ve been reading me for a while you know I process things that happen to me by writing about them. I’m still processing this strange scenario but it’s not really giving me an explanation.
What do you make of this situation? Anyone have any wise words?