If it makes you happy - Cheryl Crow
Reminds me of when I first met my wife. I was in Bristol, she was in London, used to listen to that album all the way there on a friday, and all the way back on a sunday evening.
( umbongo I vote for Evil Lu as Mayor of /talk, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:51, Reply)

Summer of '69
reminds me of watching Bryan Adams live at Mlton Keynes Bowl, he played the first chord, then we all sang it for him, as he stood there and waited.

When we'd finished he told us to be quiet while HE sang it.

Excellent moment.

_{*glad to be the first one to mention '69*}
( umbongo I vote for Evil Lu as Mayor of /talk, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:49, Reply)

Here's one...
That bird Sabrina in the swimming pool....fucking hell did she have big tits...used to make my knob twitch.
(Al Capone Go fuck yourselves you cunts, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:49, Reply)

Ooh anuvver one
Nitin Sawhney, Eastern Eyes - driving down the Great Ocean Road at a squillion k's an hour, in the bright sunshine with the blue blue sea on my left. Aaaaaah
(littlebear, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:46, Reply)

The Drugs don't work - The Verve
Reminds me of the time I was slumped on the floor barely able to move, thus proving 'charlie' doesn't make you work.

My ex did wallpaper an entire living room in 3 hours on speed though, so sometimes the drugs do work...
( umbongo I vote for Evil Lu as Mayor of /talk, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:45, Reply)

Babies, Pulp
Takes me back to 1993, first year at university.....great days, Eddie, great days
(littlebear, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:44, Reply)

Shout by Tears for Fears
Makes me recall the time I nearly went to prison for nicking cars in North Wales... I remember standing in from of the mirror looking at this person I didn't know staring back, considering if it was worth running away (which the guy I stole the cars with suggested we could do)

I didn't in the end, and I didn't land up in prison either...
( umbongo I vote for Evil Lu as Mayor of /talk, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:43, Reply)

New Song by Howard Jones
I hated all that early-Eighties electropap; but hearing it still takes me back to Leicester Uni halls of residence, moving my kit into my room, and the smell of floor polish.
(simon shitting mason, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:42, Reply)

Love it
Nirvana's bleach album reminds me of Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles. Because I got the game and album on the same day and played them over and over.

Perhaps this is why he shot himself.

Angels by Robbie Williams reminds me how dense the poor are.
(Taco Tickler, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:42, Reply)

Snap - The Power
2nd year at University, 1991 - lovely hot summer. Carefree, fit (rather than fat as now), it was the theme tune to the summer, and the first time I rowed at Henley. Got to the last 8 in our event, the first time that a crew from our uni had qualified - beautiful days. Just hearing the opening bars makes me think of driving down Remenahm Lane, four of us in the minibus with the windows open, and sunlight coming through the trees. Almost half a life time ago...
( randompunter, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:42, Reply)

"white Wedding" by Billy Idol
Reminds me of the interminable summer I spent working alone in a barn stamping a quarter of a million potato bags stacked in bales up to the roof, with a 'Maris Piper' stamp.
(p0zitr0n - phunarmically charged particle, detected at, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:38, Reply)

"Safe European Home", The Clash
I'm transported back to the Bath Pavilion, it's December 1978, I'm 20. Bang! The drum beat and then the guitar riff and the yellow, red and blue lights shining into the audience. Magic.
(Doctor Evil, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:34, Reply)

Who let the dogs out?
baha men?
Not sure of the date, but I went to watch Huddersfield get relegated.
Die'hard hudds fans were un-chuffed with the apparrently crap management, and a mini-riot broke out.
Just as we (the crowd) exited through the local industrial estate, a scuffle started, and the brave police emulated Monty-Burns's Crapulence, and released the hounds.
Someone uttered the words "who let the dogs out" and the crowd started to sing....

Happy days.
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:29, Reply)

Every time I hear Bon Jovi's "Living on a Prayer"
I remember the scars I have on my knees. I won an air guitar competition to that, and did a full on rock knee slide for the solo. However, in my torn kneeless jeans, I stipped the skin off one knee down to the gristly cap and severely mauled the other, because the dancefloor surface was a bonded concrete grit.

Still won though
( Grrrmachine the indifference engine, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:28, Reply)

Song flashbacks
The Archers theme tune transports me to hell every fu*king evening at 7:05pm. Just the first two notes are enough ("Dum, De- Aaaaargh!")

Mercury Rev, Goddess on a Hiway - reminds of a passionate, painful and all too brief love affair, which, fittingly, we both knew wasn't going to last.

Shaggy's "It wasn't Me" reminds me of working in a warehouse for 8 hours a day, when they used to play Radio 1 non-stop. Hate that song. And that station. And Sarah gobby fu*cking Cox. Haven't been able to listen to Radio 1 since just because it reminds me of the lowest point of my life in that warehouse.
(McFlooble, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:25, Reply)

Def Leopard.
Baught the CD from a lad who hated it.... I rather liked it. It then became traditional shagging music during my second year of Uni. My girlie (affectionately known as Lamb) and I would bang away to "let's get rocked".

Now in true Pavlovian stylee, the opening lyrics "D'ya wanna get roooocked?" causes a stirring
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:23, Reply)

I Didn't Know I Was Looking For Love
By Everything But the Girl always brings the smell of superglue to my nostrils, because one Christmas morning it was playing all the damn time on the radio while I spent a happy day glueing together Warhammer models.
( Theoban What of it, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:22, Reply)

Relax by Frankie Goes To Hollywood always makes me cringe
I used to have very long hair, half way down my back. On my 35th birthday, my missus said she was going to take me out for a meal and a night in a hotel. Anyway, getting ready to go, I was blowdrying my hair in the bedroom with the stereo turned up and "Relax" came on. So I'm standing in front of the mirror, naked, dancing around and singing along drying my hair with a pink and yellow hairdryer when my youngest brother threw open the door. Unfortunately, all of my family and most of my friends behind him shouted "surprise!". The surprise party was certainly a surprise.
To this day, even after 12 years, if "Relax" is heard by any of my family or friends they point at me and laugh.
(peewee13, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:21, Reply)

Hang on!
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(Scoobs, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:21, Reply)

Ice Ice Baby...
I will never Ever be able to forget a Lass at school (Miranda Field) dancing around to Vanilla Ice... she (and the rest of the cool group) was under the impression that it was good music.
Somone had baught the single on Tape, and played it again and again and again and again again and again and again again and again and again again and again and again again and again and again again and again and again

Brand new invetion my arse..
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:18, Reply)

Listening to Robot Rock by Daft Punk,
somehow reminds me of the film Back To The Future...
( Laughing Boy, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:14, Reply)

and another one...
Elton John's 'Are you ready for bumlove?' was always on the radio when I did a summer job a few years back. I couldn't stand listening to it, so whenever it came on the radio, I'd take the opportunity to nip off to the lavs and beat off some love wee. In retrospect, it probably wasn't the best Pavlov's dog-style association to make.
(spastic_lequeer, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:13, Reply)

that alton towers theme
always reminds me of alton towers.
(spastic_lequeer, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:06, Reply)

Every Time
I hear an Ice Cream van Jingle it reminds me of giving a girl a pearl necklace.
(Capt_Carl, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:05, Reply)

Beck's loser
...
( Zak McFlimby Twibbling @McFlimby, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:05, Reply)

unfortunately,
i am often rudely transported back to the hellish year of 1994 by clubs which insist on playing cheese all night (i.e. Walkabout, i fucking hate that place, but people insist on going there for birthdays becuase it's "fun")

generally, records just remind me of the year they were released, not anything in particular, but, if someone buys me an album and i hear a song from it when out and about it makes me think of them.
( mr_wicksy is.... old., Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:04, Reply)

Toss Loader
I hate the band and I hate the song, but when my son was born it always seemed to be on the bloody radio when I was putting him to bed. So I'd be jiggling about with 5 pounds of milky pooey loveliness in my arms...Whenever I hear it now I can smell milky burps and feel cradle cap under my chin.

Apologies for the maudlin content.
(dannyboy72, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:04, Reply)

damn, 3rd
almost
(against_demons, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:04, Reply)

Ice cream vans
Every time I hear the ice cream van it reminds me of my first 99. i also love TV jingles..
(b3tan senseless is slowly getting older, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:02, Reply)

I swear
if someone posts a story about ice-cream vans and jingles I will kill them :)
( chthonic, Thu 24 Mar 2005, 11:00, Reply)