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RE: Big Mamas & Johnny Otis
Uhh. Beautiful! I was a child in the seventies and remember jam-sessions by crazily drunk Swedes (I lived there before school age). They were of course not this good, but it still reminds me. They were doctors and nobody will ever hear that music again.
I love those intense childhood memories, especially when music is involved -- they seem to bore deeply into your minds :-)
I have always had a very good memory so my mind is crowded with those.
Same here, I can remember the moment I first heard a lot of the music from my childhood. Music is magic.