I pulled out my dad’s old tape deck and tapes to listen to the other day. If that doesn’t give you an idea of how obscenely bored I was, then I don’t know what will.. I popped in some of my favorite tracks I remember listening to growing up. Don Henley, The Eagles, Journey, Rod Stewart. The memories started coming back, but they were more recent memories. You see, I still listen to all of those songs on a regular basis. They are on my iPod.
But then I stumbled onto one tape that nearly brought me to tears. It was an old record I used to love listening to with my dad when I would drive with him to work or on road trips. The band is called “The Grassroots” and I hadn’t heard one of their songs in nearly 15 years. But once I popped it in the deck and started listening to it, I could remember what it felt like to be a little kid, sitting next to my superhero, listening to music that moved me deep inside.
And the strangest thing happened next. Remember, songs I hadn’t heard in 15 years. I could remember the lyrics by heart. Track 1. Track 2. Track 3. Track 4. I knew the lyrics by heart and I hadn’t even thought about it in so long.
How much power does music really have over us?