For a brief moment, it was 1979, my wife was still alive, we were driving down Valley Parkway in Escondido, the top was open on my '78 TransAm... Life was good. I miss her so. Thank you for bringing her back for that fleeting few seconds.
Great to see the Rhodes getting its due in these comments! The 70s were all about the Rhodes, while the 80s and onward were all about digitally created Rhodes sounds. Harold Rhodes has a distinguished place in the pantheon of contemporary music. What a versatile and amazing instrument!
Upon hearing this 1979 song I reflect back to my childhood remembrance in Chicago Hyde Park when we lived modestly. And although I'm living much more well off than then, one cannot ever escape the memory of one's earlier life. The nostalgia is overwhelming. Money means nothing anymore as it can't bring the poignancy of the simple life.
Caro Mario, mi permetto di darti del tu... mi sembra evidente che i partecipanti a festival di San Remo da qualche anno a questa parte, tranne qualche rara eccezione possano solo lustrarti le scarpe....
