Before I had left for Europe I found Spotify was having a sale, three months for .99 cents. Perfect, I thought. I’ll just make a giant playlist, download it on the app, and use it while I’m traveling then cancel it when I come home. So the cancelling never happened. I still pay for my Spotify, because the music has memories.
When Avicii’s “Wake me up” plays I can still find myself wandering Berlin.
When The Animals, “House of the Rising Sun” plays I’m in the Garden District of New Orleans.
And when Willy William’s “Voodoo Song” plays I’m in France.
Music will play such a powerful role in our lives. Since some of it gets played over and over, by our choice or not, lets enjoy the memories that come with it.