I have a vivid memory from my childhood. It involves hearing my sister’s alarm clock wake her (and subsequently me) up every morning. She usually had it set to awake with the radio. I can still here Olivia Newton John mournfully singing “Xanadu”. There’s this weird childish emotion that I have tied to that song and that memory. The feeling that I had to get up and go to school. It is a feeling of “homesickness”.
Weird. I know. But that’s how I roll.
And you? Any weird memories triggered by obscure music?
