The song: "Wrapped Around Your Finger" by The Police.
I hadn't realized that memory was so closely associated with that song--and the whole Synchronicity album. I listened to it a ton during that semester abroad because it had just been released in London. Those were the days before iTunes and even CDs. I had to flip the cassette over halfway to hear the other side.
Now I've dated myself.
When I play Soda Stereo I go back to high school. And every time I listen to November Rain, I'm learning the discussions with the missionaries :-)ReplyDelete
So many songs from the 80s.ReplyDelete
I agree with Patti. So many songs from the 80's get me.ReplyDelete
This happens to me all the time. I have a song for almost every close friend in high school, and some old boyfriends too. You can't assign someone a song though - it just has to come.ReplyDelete
Oh, and Viva la Vida is a Hebgen song.
My song of memory is always Three Doors Down Here Without You. My first deployment to Iraq me and my buddy Pfc. Alva Gaylord sang that song on the plane ride across the ocean and into that hot desert. He had a little CD player with speakers that plugged into the headphone jacks and we blasted that song and sang at the top of our lungs like we were rockstars. He was killed in action seven years ago yesterday and that song has a new meaning to me than it did then. New memories of a friend and a different time in my life and memories that I wouldn't trade for the world.ReplyDelete
Thanks TJ for this beautiful and touching comment. You always have such interesting stories from your life, and I love hearing them because they are so different from mine. Thanks for sharing!Delete