I young enough that I hope to God my good ole days are ahead of me. I was raised by hippies with decent taste in music, so that gave me a base to expand from and become the kind of pretentious music snob we all love to hate. Dad liked everything from hard rock and progressive rock to western swing and folk (he saw just about every major concert and countless bar acts that came through Oklahoma during the mid to late 70's. He even remembers a couple of them.
). Mom was a hardcore blues fan. Leon Russel's eponymous release was the first album she ever bought as a kid. Tulsa sound was big in my house growing up.I could go on and on about all the songs I can hear that take me back to a certain place. One of the earliest song-related memories is me still remembering where I was when I heard Harvest Moon from start to finish after its release. I remember all the adults being so blown away that "Neil is still outdoing himself."
This album is framed in my living room and still gets a lot of play. One of dad's favorites, so it always evokes childhood memories.
Nyquil Blues is the first song I remember knowing the lyrics too, because dad walked around singing it all the time. Again, the western swing thing.
