I love that memories cling to songs and artists.
Anything by Van Morrison and Roy Orbison reminds me of the love of my dad. Annnd, just the mention of Alice Cooper calls to mind the rebellious core of my dad’s strong-willed soul.
He may have only listened to them in Jr & Sr High, but when I hear Eric Burton & the Animals I think of my intelligent, cool & kind baby brother. The theme song to Married with Children solidifies Buster as my baby brother in my mind & heart forever, as it was the very first thing I sang to him.
“Itsy-Bitsy, Teeny-Weeny, Yellow Polka-Dot Bikini” is the song my mother sang when she gave me baths as a baby (this I don’t remember, but have heard enough times to say with certainty.) The song impresses upon me the love she has felt for me my entire life.