My oldest friend's Dad died a couple of weeks ago. Her parents had an electronics shop in the 70s and had lots of records which we used to raid and play at top volume when they were out. We thought her parents were a couple of fuddies but they had A Love Trilogy by Donna Summer on disc so not that fuddy after all. Every time I hear it I remember those days.
//Music is so good at taking us back to a specific time and place//
Absolutely Mamya, especially when they were happy times. This takes me back to the Ritz in Manchester jiving with a work colleague like a pair of nutters in our lunch hour!