A Thousand Miles From Nowhere by Dwight Yoakam just came on the Spotify. I hadn’t heard that song in ages. It even brought back an old, fuzzy memory that I doubt anybody else in the family would recall.
I remember one night we were all out driving. Don’t ask me where we were going to or coming from, that part’s gone and it really isn’t important. What I do remember is that song being on and getting to the line about him having heartaches in his pocket and echos in his head. Then, out of the blue, somebody who was probably my dad because it usually was him in one of these stories pipes up and says “What? He has pickles in his head?”
Don’t tell me you don’t hear that. I have ever since. Even after all these years, apparently.