Friday, June 20, 2008

Daytripper Part I

I woke up to Slash playing "Sweet Child O' Mine" in my ear at 6:30 yesterday morning. I stumbled out of my room to make sure my other roommates were showing signs of life, and smiled at the empty growler that had held a half gallon of Ball and Chain IPA the night before. Eric, Andy, and even Matthew were stirring, so I went on about slapping myself to make sure I was awake.

Eric just arrived in town Wednesday night from his solo road trip to San Francisco. He and I were originally headed to Turtleback in NC to slide off a waterfall or two, but that night we decided the beach sounded like a good idea.

We piled in the '98 Park Avenue at seven and dropped by Matthew's Starbucks to get some free coffee and muffins. We had a couple of hours ahead of us, so we did what all highway rockstars do: we compiled an epic playlist. Matthew's iPod rotated clockwise around the car (Matthew, Eric, myself, and Andy) a few times with each of us selecting one song before passing it to the next. I think we got out of order once or twice, but we never repeated a song, and we only had 4 band/artist repeats (without Journey being one of those).

These songs got us from Greenville to Folly Beach:
  1. Horse With No Name- America
  2. That’s What You Get- Paramore
  3. Save Tonight- Eagle Eye Cherry
  4. Semi Charmed Life- Third Eye Blind
  5. Turn- Travis
  6. Mouth Like A Magazine- Showbread
  7. Tango Till They’re Sore- Tom Waits
  8. Beautiful Day- U2
  9. I So Hate Consequences- Relient K
  10. Guantanamera (Live)- Pete Seeger
  11. Everlong- Foo Fighters
  12. O Praise Him (All This for a King)- David Crowder Band
  13. Mr. Jones- Counting Crows
  14. Don’t Stop Believing- Journey
  15. Sea Of Heartbreak- Johnny Cash
  16. You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling- Righteous Brothers
  17. Ezekiel 25:17- Samuel L. Jackson
  18. This Is How I Disappear- My Chemical Romance
  19. Swing Set Girl- MxPx
  20. We Built This City- Jefferson Starship
  21. I Disappear- Metallica
  22. Say It To Me Now- Glen Hansard
  23. I Ain’t No Da Vinci- Leonardo Buscemi
  24. Fistful Of Sand- Five Iron Frenzy
  25. Time- Hootie & the Blowfish
  26. The Blower’s Daughter- Damien Rice
  27. Oh! Darling- The Beatles
  28. Still Fighting It- Ben Folds
  29. Prepare for War- Dragonforce
  30. Third World Think Tank- Five Iron Frenzy
  31. Say It Ain’t So- Weezer
  32. If- Bread
  33. I Just Died in Your Arms Tonight- Cutting Crew
  34. Trusted- Ben Folds
  35. I Shot the Sheriff- Bob Marley
  36. American Pie- Don McLean
  37. Misery Business- Paramore
  38. Alaska Or Bust- Andrew Peterson
  39. Fake Palindromes- Andrew Bird
  40. Estrella- Brave Saint Saturn
  41. Roxanne- The Police
  42. Crazy Little Thing Called Love- Queen
  43. Stockholm Syndrome- Muse
  44. Learn To Breath- Switchfoot
  45. Learning How To Die- Jon Foreman
  46. Cheeseburger In Paradise- Jimmy Buffet
  47. Picture- MuteMath
  48. Immigrant Song- Led Zeppelin
  49. Zombie- The Cranberries
  50. Have You Seen The Rain?- Credence Clearwater Revival
  51. Forgot About Dre- Dr. Dre feat. Eminem
  52. That’s Me Trying- William Shatner feat. Ben Folds and Aimee Mann
  53. Heavy Metal Drummer- Wilco
  54. For The Widows In Paradise, For The Fatherless In Ypsilanti- Sufjan Stevens
  55. You Say- Vertical Horizon
  56. A Llama Eats A Giraffe (And Vice Versa)- Showbread
  57. My Guitar- Jump, Little Children
  58. All Along The Watchtower- Jimi Hendrix
Lilo once scolded me for lack of playlists on my iPod; I do believe this makes up for that one.

Once we reached Folly Beach (10:30ish), I ran into a problem: I didn't know what beer I wanted to drink on the beach. I shall forever laud the staff of the Red & White convenience store next to the public access to the beach because their selection is excellent. Being a beer snob, I didn't expect much. Yuengling, maybe Sam Adams Boston Lager if we were lucky. Not only did they have the two preceding beers, but we found such blessings as Harpoon, Guiness, Harp, Bass, Sierra Nevada; they even had one of my personal favorites: Flying Dog Doggie Style. I was giddy; it was like watching an episode of the Ninja Turtles as a child and finding out that the mutant frogs would be guest starring. Andy and I decided to split a six pack of Sierra Nevada.

After applying our incredibly expensive sun block, Eric and I charged the ocean like wild Scots on the battlefield against the English oppression. Once we were in the water, I promptly tackled Eric, which somehow developed into us trying to beat up the ocean (like in that one episode of Pete & Pete).

The Atlantic soundly defeated us; that thing is relentless. I ambled back to our encampment on the beach, stopping briefly to explain to a few people that no, I was not an angel, merely Celtic by descent and I always glow blinding white when I am shirtless.

Pulling out an apple, and cracking open a beer promptly at 11:30, I felt freer than I have in a long time. There's been a lot on my mind for the past year, namely the waning health of a few people who are very dear to me. There's something about a red delicious and a lukewarm pale ale on the beach that is very therapeutic. I think the fact that my buddies and I were easily the least attractive group of single men on the beach and not caring added to the excellence of the moment.

We left the beach smelling like fresh air and saltwater, and I caught up with a high school friend on the phone (she's now a Charlestonian). We didn't get to meet up, but I had an excellent conversation with her, and we rekindled a dormant friendship.

We wandered around Charleston for a bit, calling to gloat to folks about our excellent day. I was in such a good mood that I apparently sounded drunk. With the help of a college friend, we found a hole-in-the-wall restaurant on the bad side of town and filled our bellies full of beef and hand-cut fries.

We arrived back in Greenville around 9:30 or 10:00. I went to bed fairly early, being pleasantly exhausted. I'll be posting some pictures soon (hopefully accompanied by witty captions). Matthew and I decided it will be remembered as one of the top 5 days of our lives; this one day was better than an entire week's vacation in Atlanta. I mean seriously, I woke up in a good mood this morning, that's not what I do.

3 comments:

Me said...

Really fantastic playlist!
Um, Travis. yes. Damien Rice. Yes. Sufjan Stevens. Hell yes.

Rockstars!

Saint said...

Incidentally, those were all Matthew's picks.

Rockstars? Yes, we're also legends.

"You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling" isn't quite the same when my crew and I aren't being kicked off the microphones by a bunch of women who want to sing to us.

Lilo said...

One word: Regulators.