Eddie Vedder Saved My Life
“King Jeremy the Wicked”
I was 19 years old, living in the upper west side in this cramped apartment and schlepping back and forth to mid-town for a moderately boring internship. It was the first time I had the freedom to listen to my IPOD and travel without being disturbed (thank you Subway). So needless to say, I was downloading a lot of music, but even more so, RE-DISCOVERING music I hadnt heard in a while.
On this particular afternoon, I downloaded Ten by Pearl Jam and just started walking around the apartment, rocking out. The IPOD must have been on shuffle, because I wasnt listening to the songs in any particular order. However, the moment I heard the opening bass figure of Jeremy something happened to me. Something serious.
I just stood there, listening to Eddie tell this story of childhood suicide, and even as I write this now, I get the chills. The true moment came when the second verse started and I heard him sing King Jeremy The Wicked. I didnt know what to do with myself. Never in my life had I heard four words sung in such a haunting manner, and it chilled me deep inside.
After rewinding that at least 20 times, I KNEW what I needed to do with my life. Dont get me wrong, I always knew I was going to play music, but this was a serious concrete direction. I HAD to learn to sing like this. I HAD to play music like this. And the funny thing is, I hadnt listened to this song since I was 9 years old sitting in my parents room and watching the music video with no idea as to what was going on. But I certainly did right then and there, because ever since, nothing has deterred me from trying to connect with people the way Eddie Vedder did with me.
Without that epiphany, I do not think my life would have so much purpose. Thanks Eddie.[singlepic id=271 w=420 h=440 float=]