It's amazing the kind of memories that a simple song can stir up. When I take my car out on the rural highways on warm summer nights, this song acts as a direct channel back to my lost youth. There are certain, amazing songs that will do that to you and this is one of the best. I grew up on classic and Southern rock and have loved this song ever since I was a little ankle-biter. I remember hearing it while riding in my folks' old Chevy station wagon back in the early 80's and just being taken aback at how cool this song was. Forward to the future: My high school days in the 90's. You know, hanging out with my friends, getting into trouble, flying down the back roads (my county was rural back then), doing burnouts and racing on the highways. This was often one of the songs that would eminate from the car stereo during those times. Now, with age, comes responsiblity, bills and a bad economy. This song, especially in conjunction with my car, kinda takes all that away and all of the sudden, I'm 18 again. I drop it down a gear, listen to the motor wind up in the cool night air and relish the fleeting moment... Amazing...
"...started hummin' a song from 1962,
Ain't it funny how the night moves..."
It's amazing the kind of memories that a simple song can stir up. When I take my car out on the rural highways on warm summer nights, this song acts as a direct channel back to my lost youth. There are certain, amazing songs that will do that to you and this is one of the best. I grew up on classic and Southern rock and have loved this song ever since I was a little ankle-biter. I remember hearing it while riding in my folks' old Chevy station wagon back in the early 80's and just being taken aback at how cool this song was. Forward to the future: My high school days in the 90's. You know, hanging out with my friends, getting into trouble, flying down the back roads (my county was rural back then), doing burnouts and racing on the highways. This was often one of the songs that would eminate from the car stereo during those times. Now, with age, comes responsiblity, bills and a bad economy. This song, especially in conjunction with my car, kinda takes all that away and all of the sudden, I'm 18 again. I drop it down a gear, listen to the motor wind up in the cool night air and relish the fleeting moment... Amazing...
"...started hummin' a song from 1962, Ain't it funny how the night moves..."