Your post brought back lots of omimrees for me. Listening to Herb Alpert and the Tiajuana Brass which was my mom’s fav when I was little, then graduating to my own music. I remember vividly the day Ipurchased my first album with my own money, Peter, Paul and Mary’s Ten Years Together which included Leavin’ on a Jet Plane, a song that my best friend, Leslie and I knew all the words to. I rode my bike to the record store, babysitting money in my pocket, and rode home in the rain, fearful that my first record album would be ruined by getting wet! I remember being on a family vacation in Florida and dreamily walking the beach with Davy Jones’ I Want to be Free playing in my mind. I was quite in love with Davy. Of course there was the day that I bought The Fifth Dimension’s Aquarius album and was overjoyed by learning that I shared a birthday with Marilyn McCoo. Talk about a brush with greatness! In high school my musical taste was influenced by my older brothers and I would come home on weekend nights after drinking Little Kings and kissing my boyfriend of the season and crank up CSNY’s Southern Man or something long by the Allman Brothers until my mom would knock on the door and tell me to turn it down. Frequently a song will remind me of a specific memory and I find that fun. I listen to most of my music while driving in the car now. Every morning I pick something from my iPod for my morning commute and settle into the mood of the artist, whether it is melancholy or zippy, it is my choice. Like Melissa, I listen to music at home when I am cooking or cleaning, but that’s about it. I can’t even read a book with music playing .maybe I have ADD, that is definitely a possibility. So anyway, thanks for the omimrees. That was fun!