Some songs and albums just get ingrained in your memory. Of course, this is no original thought – perhaps no one did a better job writing about it than Nick Hornby).
For me, one of those albums is Keane’s Under the Iron Sea. I remember listening to it, multiple times in a row, on drive from Jacksonville to Atlanta; the album playing on a black & red U2 iPod, driving down the highway in a ’93 Chevy Blazer (my first car after moving to the US).
That was 2006, and it already seems like an eternity ago. How far away will today feel nine years from now – when my kids are well on their way to being teenagers? Together with Keane’s songs, that’s enough to start feeling a little bit sentimental.