When someone first suggested we do a series of posts on songs about Atlanta, I called dibs on “Oh, Atlanta” at about the moment that Jamsmooth put up his post about it.  I honestly can’t think of that many songs about Atlanta, specifically.  There was a time when I lived in Michigan and would listen to certain songs while pining for home, but all those songs were either about Georgia (Georgia On My Mind) or had lines about the South in general.  Ryan Adams’ Oh My Sweet Carolina in particular can usually bring me close to tears (“Oh the sweetest winds they blow across the South”), but it isn’t appropriate for this series.  The crowd at the Fox went nuts for that line, btw.

Still, I haven’t been able to think of many songs about Atlanta.  So this is the best I can do – the B-52’s Love Shack. Hey, it mentions Atlanta.  The other song I could think of was Leaving, by the Indigo Girls, because of that line about airports and Delta signs, so count yourselves lucky.  And it was good enough for Creative Loafing.  At least I didn’t try and write a post about one of those songs that I’ve never heard in my life.

I’m headin’ down the Atlanta highway, lookin’ for the love getaway

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3YqaIxDp_0[/youtube]

Also, these guys were one of the very first bands I ever saw live – my mom took me to see them at Chastain, perhaps in 1992.  I would have been 10, which feels about right.  It rained a lot, and my mom and I danced like idiots in the rain.  Apparently the B-52’s and the E Street Band are the only bands that can cause me to dance like a middle aged white person.  I have other “white person” moves, however:

• Arms crossed, feet splayed, head nodding.
• generic mosh pit mayhem
• Moonstomping

I digress.  Enjoy the song.  You love it.  Don’t lie.