Music and Passion over the years

Music and Passion over the years

One of the great things about memes is they can give you writing inspiration. Often I set myself the challenge of linking to more that one meme with a post. Sometimes this is loosely done but when I saw the prompts for Musically Ranting and Wicked Wednesday I new a marriage was all set.

Music and Passion

Music you like to listen to when driving and passion. Let’s do it!

Young Love

The first thing that came to mind musically is Madness – I like driving in my car. Look at these brilliant lyrics.

I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar 
I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil
It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne
It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before

Certainly a song of it’s time.

I started dating my first serious boyfriend, Jim, a year or so after this song hit the charts. On his 17th birthday he passed his driving test. Jim worked, and the previous year he’d bought a clapped out Capri which he had lovingly restored. Jim was passionate about that car. And he was passionate about me too. Which meant one of his favourite pastimes was fucking me in the back of his Capri. (Which looked just like the one in the header from Pixabay.) And the song we listened to while having teenage sex was sooo aptly this one – Paradise by the Dashboard light from Meatloaf.

I remember every little thing
As if it happened only yesterday
Parking by the lake
And there was not another car in sight
And I never had a girl
Looking any better than you did
And all the kids at school
They were wishing they were me that night
And now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so right 

Ain't no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen
And we were barely dressed

However, in this song the woman begs the guy to marry her. That didn’t happen with Jim and me. He was/is a sterling guy but I moved on to my best friend Vic.

Best Friends

And would you believe Vic and I did a lot of fucking in his car too. We didn’t have a choice as his Mum was not keen on me and my step father hated him. His car was our sanctuary. And, this time the passion was on both sides.

Aside tale

Here’s an amusing story that happened during this time.

For some reason we both had the day off work. He rang. Saying he was still in bed and asked me to go over as both his parents were at work. We lived within ten minutes walk of each other so this was an easy request. I highhtailed it over, jumped into bed with him and within moments he was inside me.

So, there we were relishing our time together when suddenly the noise of the front door opening stopped us in our tracks. Shortly, his mothers dulcet tones filled the air, berating Vic for still being in bed at 11am. I can not tell you how my heart nearly jumped straight out of my chest. She went on to potter in the kitchen and then the reason became clear why she had come home for a break. The washing had finished. It was a lovely sunny day and she wanted to get it out to dry on the line. When we realised she had disappeared into the garden I hot tailed it out of the front door, while Vic went off to keep his mother distracted.

Not long after this we got a place together. But until then often we would be making out, chatting, just being together until the early hours of the morning in his car. We played so much different music and often listened to the radio. Years later, when we had both moved on to pastures and passions new, Vic said that Boys of Summer by Don Henley always reminded him of me and those heady days.

I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got your hair combed back and these
Sunglasses on baby
I can tell you 
My love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone 

I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream 
Remember how you made me crazy
Remember how I made you scream

The weird One

I have mentioned before about a boyfriend Al. And how he kinda forced me to give him head in his car. I was slightly older when I dated him so we didn’t spend a lot of time in cars but one day when I was staying at my Mum’s house while she was on holiday he came over and was thrilled to find some Julio Iglesias music. Al was an amusing guy. We sat around drinking beer and played it all ;-). The one I remember the most is sang very passionately by Julio, in Spanish. I recommend it.

Recent Times

Before the days of Covid my man and I would travel all around the UK for work purposes. Sometimes playing music. Sometimes in silence. An album we both love and have played often during our years together is – Exile on Main St. by the Rolling Stones. An absolutely incredible album. But one song we can not leave behind on our travels simply exudes love and passion from the writer and singer Richard Thompson. I have mentioned this song – Beeswing before and if you don’t listen to anything else today listen to this.

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running wild
She said "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay.
And you wouldn't want me any other way"

Music and passion go hand in hand. As I have said recently – Music feeds the soul.

Would love to know what you listen to when driving or fucking? ๐Ÿ˜‰


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Music and Passion while out driving

Music and Passion
Music and Passion

22 thoughts on “Music and Passion over the years

  1. Such fun to read May … and had me remembering back to my man’s first vehicle (a VW Camper Van !!! Lol !!!).
    Lot’s of fun … and funny … memories. Some of them featuring similar soundtracks to your own !!!
    Xxx – K

  2. Okay, well today the comment box is working… But my comments are not going where they’re supposed to go! *laugh*

    A n y w a y

    I was never much for getting busy in cars. I tried it a couple times when I was young and decided it was too uncomfortable for my tastes.

    I have masturbated in cars though — both moving and parked — and I gave my boyfriend a blowjob (shout-out to Pons) a few times when we were on the road. (He was driving. We were like 20 at the time. In retrospect, it was not the smartest move we could have made. But it was fun back then. No way would I do that now.)

  3. So much good music in here, but my absolute favorite is Paradise by the Dashboard Light! Oh those younger days when we were exploring and passions ran so high… and they still run high today ๐Ÿ˜‰
    ~ Marie xox

  4. This post reminded me of my first car, a 1967 Mustang. I was 15 when I bought it, could not even legally drive it yet. You had to be 16. Back then Mustangs were cool, but just an old car, not worth much. The good times Samantha and I had in that car… I had three others I restored before we started having kids. Kids ended the car passion. Now we’re into Jeeps. We have two, a newer one she drives and my old one we use at the beach. Both 2doors with the back seats removed, no kids! We’ve had some fun in the Jeep too on deserted beach days. Some things never change.

    1. Sorry – wrong reply went thru – please do write up your true tales tho – love to hear them as u know – i found it interesting that you had also got a car and was “driving” b4 legally meant to – same as my first boyfriend – bit of initiative thrown in i think

  5. Exile on Main St is one of my favourites too. Love all the lyrics you have included in this great post May. I still remember loads of Stone’s lyrics. “You’re the centre of a crowd talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs.” From 19th nervous breakdown.
    Your post has made me fondly remember a blow job I received from my girlfriend in the car park of the Chichester Festival Theatre. The car was an Austin. I was 26 and she was 33. She was just dropping me off at work for the evening performance of The Importance of Being Earnest. But we had a few minutes to kill, so a blowjob. Why not? Ah happy days .

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