Name: 1976: I Was Excited About My New Bed Until...
Duration: 1 min 49 s
Channel: Scott Anderson
Description: "1976: I Was Excited About My New Bed Until..." is a song by Room 34. At age 2, I was excited about my new bed until I ended up in the hospital. At least, that's how I remember it.

1976: I Was Excited About My New Bed Until...

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At age 2, I was excited about my new bed until I ended up in the hospital. At least, that's how I remember it.

electronic music instrumental rock progressive rock experimental music

Room 34

Room 34 is Scott Anderson's solo, (mostly) instrumental recording project. Electronic/experimental rock.

Room 34 is a solo project by Scott Anderson, exploring the sonic possibilities of rock and electronic music, mostly instrumental, generally eschewing traditional song structures, and heavily reflective of my idiosyncratic array of influences (Beck, Porcupine Tree, The Mars Volta, Miles Davis, Brian Eno, etc.).

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Genre

Rock • Instrumental Rock

Charts

#17,866 today Peak #378

#2,608 in subgenre Peak #47

Author

Scott Anderson

Rights

2008 Scott Anderson

Uploaded

February 06, 2008

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MP3

MP3 1.7 MB • 128 kbps • 1:49

Story behind the song

I have long believed (as much as early memories can be trusted) that the very first events in my life that I can remember occurred on my second birthday. As much as I am capable of conjuring a clear mental picture of my 731st day of existence, it went something like this: the delivery men from the furniture store brought my “big kid bed” into the house, much to my delight. Things turned sour, however, when I got up violently ill in the middle of the night and needed to be hospitalized for severe dehydration.

Objectively, I’m sure I have the details all wrong. It’s pretty unlikely that I actually got that bed on my second birthday. I do have two distinct mental images that I’ve carried with me over the years: the movers bringing the bed in the front door, and standing in the darkness in the hallway outside my room, crying for help as I blew chunks. I also know from my parents that I did indeed become violently ill on the night of my second birthday, and I was hospitalized. (There’s a picture of me pathetically looking out from between the bars of the hospital crib with my beloved yellow stuffed bunny at my side… the same one who, in a dream, lost an ear to my scissors-wielding grandmother. I was mad at her for several days, despite the fact that I could plainly see his ear was intact.)

Whether all 3 of these events (the rabbit mutilation nightmare aside) occurred on the same day is a question for the ages. But it makes for a good story. And one that would take much longer than the duration of this brief and inappropriately pleasant song to tell in words. Hence, this is an instrumental.

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