The Power of Music

[Brian in Montana]

I was driving this afternoon and Round and Round by Ratt came on the radio. Suddenly I was 12 years old and putting my BMX Mongoose in the bike rack at the swimming pool in Cisco, TX. "Out on the street... That's where we meet..." Was blasting over the jukebox that gave you 5 songs for 50 cents. My friend Ken was parking his bike next to mine.

That's largely how I spent my summers as a kid, but the feeling that came with the song was remarkably palpable. Its incredible how music can do that, sometimes at really unexpected times.

 

[beagle001]

I’ve always thought that the nerve music strikes must be located very close to the one connected to the outdoors

 

[tarheel]

A certain riff, melody or theme can often elicit memories that can go back many years; the first time you danced with your wife or another lady, the way she felt, the way you moved together or maybe the smell of her perfume. It is indeed a powerful bridge to the past; where would we be without it?

 

[noharleyyet]

Early eighties, home for a visit in Vernon, Tx, listening to an 8 track of SRV Texas Flood at the Sonic in my car. My hometown buds looked at me like an alien.

 

[Tradewind]

some certainly stay with you and bring back a time a place.
this one does...amoung others
I can't get no.....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nrIPxlFzDi0

 

[Ben Lamb]

You had a mongoose? Man, you must have been rich! Those were the sweetest bikes ever.

I had a Huffy that we welded the front forks on when they cracked, then, I saved up my paper route money to buy a sweet Murray BMX bike.

With that same paper route, I bought Shout at the Devil - it was my first album.

 

[Deleted member 16014]

1989 Pontiac Grand Prix Turbo I got for $450, Walmart parking lot in Missoula MT, hot day in august with the windows down. Faint smell of death from the rendering plant across Reserve Street. The first track on the first album I bought with my own $$ is a live version of the Immigrant Song. I sat in the parking lot and blasted the whole first disc before I moved.

 

[Tradewind]

1989 Pontiac Grand Prix Turbo I got for $450, Walmart parking lot in Missoula MT, hot day in august with the windows down. Faint smell of death from the rendering plant across Reserve Street. The first track on the first album I bought with my own $$ is a live version of the Immigrant Song. I sat in the parking lot and blasted the whole first disc before I moved.

Did you yell along with the opening of the song??

 

[Brian in Montana]

You had a mongoose? Man, you must have been rich! Those were the sweetest bikes ever.

I had a Huffy that we welded the front forks on when they cracked, then, I saved up my paper route money to buy a sweet Murray BMX bike.

With that same paper route, I bought Shout at the Devil - it was my first album.

Yeah, I begged my folks for it. Didn't think I'd get one, but got a big surprise at Christmas. I was fortunate not to have killed myself on that thing.