Friday, September 12, 2014

Forty-fives

I was playing some music on my iTunes the other day and the song, 'Reach Out I'll Be There' came on by the Four Tops.  In its amazing digital quality, I can't help but remember the only way I used to hear the song - on 45 from my parent's Seeburg Juke Box in out basement.  It sounds so foreign, yet so familiar.  I know the song, but it doesn't sound the same without the few seconds of needle noise and scratches before hearing the flute music.  It's funny, this is the only song I have this association with.  Maybe because the song is so soft at the beginning.  It's funny how I miss the scratchy version.

When I listen to the satellite radio on 50's on 5 or 60's on 6, sometimes I feel like I'm the only 34 year old in the world who can name the title and artist of most of what's on there. We only listened to oldies in the car growing up, so I think I have a pretty good mental library of songs from that era. It makes me feel so old and yet so young at the same time.

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