I think there has been a lot on here about music and memories, but the other day we were listening to Alfie Boe singing Old Man River, and beautifully so. This brought memories flooding back for me, it was one of the first records I ever bought sung by Paul Robeson, along with Joan Sutherland's aria from Madam Butterfly. My mum understood the second choice, but not the first, and yet they were, and still are on a par and I still love them. I just love Old Man River, and the other two favourites were 'Just a'wearying for you' and 'I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree'. I can remember walking into the record shop in London(a bit different to the ones of today) with my first weeks wages and spending nearly all of it on two records! Such a treat, and very selfish.
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. Still can't listen to it. The Aha song that I played in the car when I drove to the nursing home where my dad had passed away [Scoundrel Days]. The 10,000 Maniacs song that I, again, played in the car when I had my beloved spaniel put to sleep. More recently I've been moving my cd's around and putting them [yet again] into alphabetical order, and there's a Dido album that I used to play when I would drive in the early hours of the morning to pick my son up from wherever he'd been; just looking at it made me so aware of the passage of time..another album I'd just bought when he'd split up from his girlfriend and was very unhappy. It's got me thinkng about how people used to feel listening to all the old wartime songs.
