{"id":1820,"date":"2008-09-09T15:11:07","date_gmt":"2008-09-09T20:11:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/granades.com\/?p=1820"},"modified":"2008-09-09T15:23:38","modified_gmt":"2008-09-09T20:23:38","slug":"no-room-in-your-bag","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/granades.com\/?p=1820","title":{"rendered":"No Room In Your Bag"},"content":{"rendered":"

We’ve been Groovlily<\/a> fans for a while now. Stephen and Brendan became friends over the internet eight or ten years ago and we were fortunate enough to get to see the band play live while we lived in North Carolina. (Brendan playing keyboards, dancing around minus his shoes = the awesomest!)<\/p>\n

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I was doing some errands this morning and listening to “Mom’s Music” (as Eli calls it) in the car. “No Room in Your Bag” came on and I was struck anew by how much I love this song. The events in the song have just enough similarity to my own life to give me a terribly bittersweet feeling. So here’s the lyrics and if you want to listen to the song, you can do that here<\/a>.<\/p>\n

No Room In Your Bag<\/strong>
\nRecorded by: GrooveLily
\nWritten by: Brendan Milburn
\nFor Julie Milburn<\/p>\n

She said in 1967 she got married to my father with a borrowed pair of blue jeans and a bridesmaid
\nAnd San Francisco was a bubble of excitement like a butterfly a-flapping in the stomach of a decade
\nShe didn’t know exactly everything he’d been through
\nShe didn’t know exactly what she’d gotten into<\/p>\n

She got an offer from a magazine to write about the music scene because they liked her resume and bio
\nShe told her husband who’d been offered a position on the faculty of music at a college in Ohio
\nHe said, “You either take this job or save our marriage”
\nShe put her luggage in the back of his carriage
\nShe said<\/p>\n

CHORUS:
\n“You make a choice, you make a call
\nYou may rise, you may fall
\nYou will pay for what you get,
\nBut you got no room in your bag for regret”<\/p>\n

She said that 1975 was like a purgatory doing needlepoint inside a decompression chamber
\nAnd Cincinnati was a garden of conservatism growing like a vine that tried to tie her down and tame her
\nShe said, “Now surely there has been a big mistake here
\nThis ain’t resembling the mark I want to make here”<\/p>\n

She saw her future like a single at the bottom of a stack of records that’ll never ever see the buzz bin
\nAnd she had subjugated all of her desires for the good of the family unit and the betterment of the husband
\nShe saw that they had not been marching to the same drum
\nShe took her son and hit the road to where she came from<\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/p>\n

She drove that beat-up Pinto out to California
\nShe kept the windows down and the air was hot and dry
\nShe kept hearing Joe Cocker on the radio
\nSinging “You Are So Beautiful,” and it always made her cry
\nAnd in the rear-view mirror, piled high were crib and walker
\nToys and clothes and little shoes for little tiny feet
\nThere ain’t no room in here for things she wished she might have done
\nOnly her behind the wheel
\nAnd a consequence of all her actions
\nFast asleep on the passenger seat<\/p>\n

Yeah yeah yeah<\/p>\n

She said that 1989 was like a fuse that burned inexorably to the dynamite of my departure
\nAnd she was sad that I was growing up and glad to shoot me out into the world like an arrow from an archer
\nAs I was packing up to leave and go to college,
\nShe took a minute to impart a bit of knowledge:<\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/p>\n

Yeah yeah yeah<\/em>\n<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

We’ve been Groovlily fans for a while now. Stephen and Brendan became friends over the internet eight or ten years ago and we were fortunate enough to get to see the band play live while we lived in North Carolina. (Brendan playing keyboards, dancing around minus his shoes = the awesomest!) I was doing some … Continue reading No Room In Your Bag<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1820","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1820","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1820"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1820\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1832,"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1820\/revisions\/1832"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1820"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1820"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/granades.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1820"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}