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Samba pa Ti
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Samba pa Ti I was asked, "Have you ever fallen in love with someone because of a song?" I said, no, I didn't think I had, but then I remembered Christmas 1974. I was fifteen, six months short of my first real girlfriend, the gorgeous Lizzy, blogged about many times right here forty years later, and still as fresh in my mind as the first time she sneaked me into her attic bedroom in her parents house at midnight one glorious summer night. But pre Lizzy there was........what shall we call her......? I think Julia: nearly, but not quite her real name will do. Julia was eighteen, the elder sister of the girlfriend of a sixteen year old guy I knew. We all hung out together through a long summer holiday and, after an autumn term away at school, into the Christmas break. My friend was a guitar player, and I was just discovering music as a way of understanding emotions. Julia seemed to like the same music as us, and from the very first day I met her she also seemed to just get what I was all about. Obviously I never thought for a moment that a girl four years older than me and so clearly........experienced......could be romantically interested in a slightly spotty, gauche and far too thin , as I always felt myself to be in her presence. The only thing I had going for me what that she was very petite - about five foot three, so at least I was taller than her. Knowing eighteen year old girls as I do now, it makes me smile to look back, and remember how incredibly adult and worldly I thought she was. Compared to me then, well, okay maybe. But she can't have been. But the odd thing was, whenever we all hung out together trying out guitar chords, or listening to the latest records, or sharing one pot of tea and five cups at the local tea shop, it was always me she sat next to. Always me she would talk to most. And then one night, maybe it was New Year, I can't remember, there was a party, with a makeshift disco and dancing. And at the end of the night, as was fairly traditional in those days, someone played Samba pa ti, by Santana. (If there is anyone reading this who really hasn't ever heard this track, please, please do go and listen to it and you will know what I mean. I know I am always recommending music, and normally I don't care whether you go and listen or not, but just this once, please, listen. Original studio recording - on the tube, the one with the picture of the pretty blond girl, or maybe one of the 1971 live versions, because there are some awful, very uninspiring later live versions on there as well. ) Anyway, Julia came over to me and said "Dance with me?" and before I knew what was happening she was in my arms and we were pressed close together, circling slowly around the floor. I defy anyone to dance like that with anyone while that particular music plays and not feel something. She kept looking into my eyes, smiling, and leaning against me. Her arms were around my neck. I had never felt anything like this ever before. I thought maybe this was what it felt like to be in love. And then, to my horror, the obvious started to happen. If it was now, I would just look back into a girl's eyes and smile. Back then, I thought I must be about to get a slap in the face. I was beginning to get hard. At first I thought she hadn't noticed. Then I knew she couldn't have noticed because she seemed to be actually pushing her hips against me, almost grinding them for some reason. I tried really hard just to keep dancing like nothing was happening. The song ended, the lights came on and people started to get ready to go home. Julia looked at me and said, "Come over here, I need to talk to you about something." We sat down and she went on, "I wish you were a little bit older Dreamer." "What do you mean?" I said, although I already had a rough idea. "Because I really do like you, but I don't think I could be your girlfriend...... or anything like that........even if that was what you wanted." I couldn't think of anything to say. "But we can always be friends, and we can still dance together sometimes, if you'd like?" "Yes, okay," I said, "That would be great." And we did stay friends - I don't know where she is now - we lost touch when I was about twenty, but for a couple of years she was always around, always willing to talk, always making me feel good about myself. Always letting me know, without saying anything, that if only I was older........... And I remember one year when Lizzy came to stay at my parent's house during the winter break, we met friends one evening and Julia was there and came up to me, eyes all blazing like always and introduced herself to Lizzy and then smiled at me knowingly.......she knew I didn't need her any more. I was thinking today. If we met again now, our age difference might have a very different effect. But I bet she would still win me over with those eyes. |
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That's a very sweet story Dreamer. Have I fallen in love to a song? Maybe...but music has always moved me deeply. Santana...great song. Great musician.
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That's a very sweet story Dreamer. Have I fallen in love to a song? Maybe...but music has always moved me deeply. Santana...great song. Great musician.
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I have just listened to it....isn't it strange how you can forget a band...a musician...so good. As soon as the music started to play my eyes closed and I started to sway in time to it. I can understand how you could fall in .love to it. Much like Jose Feliciano whose Light my Fire would have been my piece to fall in love to. Lovely memory there Dreamer.  ~~Anais Nin~~
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I have just listened to it....isn't it strange how you can forget a band...a musician...so good. As soon as the music started to play my eyes closed and I started to sway in time to it. I can understand how you could fall in .love to it. Much like Jose Feliciano whose Light my Fire would have been my piece to fall in love to. Lovely memory there Dreamer.
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I miss dancing like that.
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I miss dancing like that.
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Hi Kay. I am smiling broadly seeing your comment. Not completely sure why, just like hearing from you probably, anyway mostly any smile is a good smile, so thank you!
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Guess what i'm listening to...  --Author Unknown
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Guess what i'm listening to...
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"Watching the Detectives" by Elvis Costello?  --Author Unknown
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