Terrorvision's first couple of albums will always remind me of Ian. Ever fallen in love with someone you shouldn't have fallen in love with reminds me of flirting with Tom at Purgatory, or whatever the Oxford goth night was at that time, but also of August. Temple of Love always reminds me of David, while This Corrosion makes me think "He's a vet", or reminds me of being a teenager at school and the reaction of our music teacher to us apparently listening to something choral. The Passenger brings back CUWoCS parties, and Road to Nowhere RPGsoc/OUSFG Christmas parties. The Red Hot Chilli Peppers album By the Way will always remind me of how lovely Janet is. Placebo's Nancy Boy always makes me smile and think of Kitty. For some reason Belinda Carlisle makes me think of JT, and The Bangles' Eternal Flame will always bring back embarrassing memories of a long-held teenage crush on my mate Phil. Bruce Springsteen's Born to Run and Dire Straits' Brothers in Arms (the albums) will always live back-to-back in my mind, and remind me of being 11 and dancing alone in the moonlight in our back room in Kippax, in the silly girly pyjamas I owned at the time and loved. There are many many more.
They all seem to be pretty happy associations really. I can't think of any sad ones at the moment, except where they're tinged a little with sadness for love lost, but for most part there's more good memories than bad.
