Music is the sticky-tape of my generation. For each person, it’s different, but it’s also the same — a musical groove opens up, and whether it’s the lyrics or the sax, the backbeat or the distinctive vocalist, we are young again and we can smell that car, that bar, that weed, and that perfume. The road went straight on into the sunset.
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