Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Into My Arms: reminds me of my wedding, because it’s the song we played when my wife (then fiance, obviously) made her entrance.
Country Roads by John Denver reminds me of burying my grandfather. He’s in a small family cemetery in the mountains and it’s gorgeous. The phrase “driving down the road I get the feeling that I should have been home yesterday” always stings a little. When I heard he was rapidly declining I got in my car and drove but it took 16 hours to get there and he died 20 minutes before I made it.
Dammit, my certain person example was also a certain event. I should have the sense to read the list IT is working from, and ration my answers accordingly.
So, this one is probably a little lame.
My best friend and I were on acid at his house during a party. Somehow in the wee hours we had wandered out to the unattached garage to fiddle with (read: misuse and damage) the gardening equipment. Someone flipped on the radio out there, Elvis’ Bridge Over Troubled Water came on, and my friend started a pantomime/lip sync that matched how overwrought it was. It ended with him writhing in the dirt on the floor of the garage in a fit somewhat like Pigpens’ feet.
Hey, it had me in laughing tears and made enough of an impact that my drug-addled brain could remember it decades later. :o
Blur’s “Song 2” reminds me of a hockey game I went to in Montreal (Go Habs!) near the turn of the century. During the breaks to get the crowd riled, they’d bring out the skating girls, fire the t-shirt cannons, and play parts of this song.
Heartbeat, It’s A Love Beat - The DeFranco Family
Girl Scout camp in the late 70’s when I ditched Donny Osmond for his Canadian twin.
The Police’s Synchronicity II reminds me of the junior v senior class powder puff football game in my senior year of high school. I don’t really even recall much about the game itself (we won) but I have a clear picture of a house full of teens dancing to this song. I went to a lot of parties back then but this one stands out as so . . .joyful.
A somewhat elcetic choice; in 1985 I had moved to St. Louis and rediscoved baseball. The St. Louis Cardinals were in the chase for the pennant (which they would subsequently win) and I spent much time in the bleachers.
One of the songs they played between innings was “Do-Wa-Diddy” (- YouTube) and I’ll always remember that after the first line played (“There she comes just a walking down the street”) the entire bleacher crowd (including me) would erupt with the second line (“Singing do-wa-diddy-diddy-dum-diddy-do”) as loud as we could.
For all I know, they are still doing it. Good times, good times.
As corny as this is going to sound, that song is “This Magic Moment” by Jay and the Americans. It played at my high school senior prom for the King and Queen’s dance. I was chosen Queen that year and my best friend from toddlerhood was chosen King. It was the one and only time we ever danced together, and while not at all romantic, it was so sweet and perfect.