It has been explained by Kurt over at Cultural Offering, that we tend listen to the music of our High School and College days for the rest of our lives.
I am in agreement with the theory.
One of the artists that I was introduced to in college was Dean Friedman. Early on, I got in the habit of playing his albums on Sunday mornings while cleaning the apartment and reading the morning paper. The chorus to one of his songs, “I May Be Young” served as part of my senior quote, under my photo in the yearbook.
Dean’s music still invokes some great memories.