If you are like me, many of your memories can be triggered by hearing a certain song. You can be in a car driving to the supermarket and hear something that takes you back to a different time and place. For me anyway, memories are invariably linked to some song or album. From my mother listening to Saturdays with Sinatra to driving to Florida on Spring break and listening to Elton John’s Don’t Shoot Me I Am Only The Piano Player at least 300 times on an 8 track stereo. “Have Mercy On The Criminal” still reminds me of Stuckey’s in South Carolina.
Soundtrack of Our Lives
Soundtrack of Our Lives
Soundtrack of Our Lives
If you are like me, many of your memories can be triggered by hearing a certain song. You can be in a car driving to the supermarket and hear something that takes you back to a different time and place. For me anyway, memories are invariably linked to some song or album. From my mother listening to Saturdays with Sinatra to driving to Florida on Spring break and listening to Elton John’s Don’t Shoot Me I Am Only The Piano Player at least 300 times on an 8 track stereo. “Have Mercy On The Criminal” still reminds me of Stuckey’s in South Carolina.