Let’s join Deana Carter in drinking “Strawberry Wine” and talk about the memories of our first love while listening to the instant classic.
First loves! Ah… for some of us it brings sweet memories of experiencing new worlds with a person we truly like. For others, it brings a bittersweet memory of how that new world destroyed us little by little.
Whatever side we are on, one thing is clear, our first loves will always be a part of us, a memory deep down that sometimes rises back up the surface to remind us of old times.
For some of us, it defined our future relationships, how we deal with potential love interests, how we go about choosing the ones we might like, how we establish, or start a relationship among others. The memories of our first love are definitely a part of who we are.
Drink “Strawberry Wine” and Look Back at a Part of Who We Are
This song, “Strawberry Wine”, by Deana Carter is a brilliant song that talks about the memories of first love.
In the song, the protagonist reminisces about that time when she was 17 and went to her grandfather’s farm. There she met a farmhand or something to that effect and started to experience feelings she has never felt before.
The song then goes to talk about the new world she has experienced with this man and the anxiety she felt for their relationship as she was about to go to college. Long story short, the relationship didn’t work out and the protagonist sang about the memories she had as she returned to the farm.
It is a bittersweet song that points to a harsh reality in our lives; things don’t always work out in our favor. However, that is okay. It defines who we are and when we eventually move on from it, the whole things simply become a memory.
Interpretations of this song are great because like actual strawberry wine, some people would say it is sweet while others would say otherwise. It could be a sad song about the loss of innocence. Others say the song is about missing the innocence lost to someone not worth it. While others say the song is about fondly remembering first love.