Friday, 1 March 2013

RMB - Spring

I'm not sure if the amount of available music, or the size of the inventory you wanted to carry around is what limited the number of songs I used to listen to on my cassette walkman. Carrying around 2-3 cassettes was the most I could do, so I guess that explains why I listened to the same song so many times on a long journey. And it was not only about the road to the camp/grandparents/festival. It was the whole week spent there, and the way back.

I can't really pinpoint a time and place or a single memory that this song is connected to. Instead, it triggers euphoria, every time. Is it only me, or does this tune has some sort of superpowers that is so hard to reproduce for current producers?