It should come as no surprise that my all-time favorite song in the history of songs is “I Will Dare” by The Replacements. I love this song with a passion that borders on creeping me the hell out. I hear that opening jangly guitar bit and my heart immediately starts to smile. Seriously. I can feel the change right in the middle of my chest. It’s exhilarating and wonderful, and it makes me happy that a single song can make me feel physically different. It seems to prove to me that I am alive in a way that I often forget about. Art can do that to you, that’s why it’s so magical.
And even though “Can’t Hardly Wait” by The Replacements is my second-favorite song by them (which is different then my second all-time favorite song in the history of songs), lately “Left of the Dial” has been giving me that heart-happy feeling.
I don’t know why this comes as such a surprise to me, because when it comes to the all-time Replacements’ triumvirate of songs that shake my soul, it’s always I Will Dare, Can’t Hardly Wait, and Left of the Dial.
But for some reason, since I got my guitar, I have clicked into “Left of the Dial” like I never have before. Whenever my hands are aching from trying to strum a stupid chord on Lucinda or from practicing some scales, my mind leaps to the day that I can play “Left of the Dial” and scream out the line “pretty girl keep growing up, playing makeup wearing guitar” and I get goosebumps.
So now “Left of the Dial” is infused with this whole dream-coming true, realizing potential thing. And that just makes me giddy because not only does it remind me of the whole heart-art-moving-happiness, but it also reminds me that at 34 I still have dreams that I can make come true.