This was the first music I ever knew and reminds me of my father and aqua-velva. Good times. Van Halen's 1984 was the first album I ever bought and recall riding my bike to the mall with neighborhood friends to get it. We all wanted to be Eddie and would wear handkerchiefs around necks and go niggerknocking. Good times. Bacon and eggs and the West Side Story soundtrack was my father's ritualisitic means of waking us up every Saturday morning. Good times. There is no greater album for road trips than Billy Joel's Greatest Hits Volume 1 and 2. A tremendously reflective listen that would get me thru the long drive to and fro college. Good times. Jimmy Buffet, Song You Know By Heart. I forget why. Good Times.