A musical trip down memory lane

Interesting. Maybe it's just the social group I grew up with but whenever I would mention it, people just didn't seem to understand so therefore I assumed that the majority of people didn't experience it in the same way, or they found it too trivial to bother considering

Disambiguating Cynosure said:

a new Thread about this

...Job done. But, as Mr. Lonewarrior says... I might sign off now, and anyway it is getting late... (and off topic for this Thread!)

Lonewarrior said:   /

I did write a very long response,, I even made sure before hitting Reply to copy it .

why?because as most often any reply written doesn’t actually get posted, it takes forever sterling sround then invariably fails. 

Land so I tried to paste but that also didn’t work.

 Sorry to rant here and off topic but it annoyed me so much.

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... I hear you, Sir. I am going to try a new Thread about this, now, to see what NAS and/or WebPM might have to say about it... (apart from Merry Christmas!)

I did write a very long response,, I even made sure before hitting Reply to copy it .

why?because as most often any reply written doesn’t actually get posted, it takes forever sterling sround then invariably fails. 

Land so I tried to paste but that also didn’t work.

 Sorry to rant here and off topic but it annoyed me so much. Maybe every time it does that I will think of this post? 

My answer is yes, I do experience the same as you.

 My dear friend DC says everyone does, I agree, but as they also said certain fixed experiences or memories can evoke physical feelings again. Smells conjur up memories for most, freshly cut grass, creosote, hot bitumen..

 I call my moments relieved because of certain sounds, smells or feeling sensations through the skin de Jevu moments, very vivid to the extreme, I am literally transported back to that fixed point and feel every type of sensation.

 Thank you for asking about this.

 Take care, oh and so nice to see DC back here posting, I miss you, you can run away now Lol....()

dazahomestead said:

Not sure if it has anything to do with ASD. Has anyone else ever experienced this?

Greetings. This is a common matter, experienced by almost all persons, nothing to do with ASDs, and likely the only persons who do not experience it are properly Deaf people. (Seriously, there.)

Trainspotter said:

Music, sounds, smell and taste all can evoke strong memories.

This is true. To do with "how the brain works" and, well, stuff like that, and so it it is certainly not yourself, "dazahomstead"...

To end this Post upon a personal story, I am (or used to be) an avid reader, of books, magazines, info-sheets, and whatnot... I used to read them at home, on the Buses, on Trains, at Stations, Anywhere...

...THIS next, may be an ASD thing however: I often feel queasy upon Buses of late; and so I had to stop my ever Reading things upon Buses, because whenever I tried to re-access what was read in my mind, I would feel queasy and smell Petrol or Pollution or hear Gossiping people as I did so! (No joke...!)

...If not that, then there are a lot of other Threads about "Music" already. But what I say here is just myself, maybe...

Music, sounds, smell and taste all can evoke strong memories.

When linked to a pleasant experience, my experience is the memory takes over and I find myself drifting to a far away land that is the past. I can remember things back into the nineteen fifties.  At this time of year, my memories are of Christmas music and what that evoked.  Going home from church on a Sunday afternoon in the fading light and having records put on (they went round at 78rpm in those days!), the eerie bluish-green light of the radiogram and a pile of Christmas records, playing Uncle Mac's Christmas Carols and Bing Crosby singing White Christmas, Silent Night and O Come all ye faithful. Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer sung by Jimmy Boyd (look him up, his voice was, shall I say, quite unsual, but he was only young on the record!)

In the late 1950s, my father changed the record player in the radiogram for a BSR deck that played LPs, and 45s.  Thought it was marvellous that a record of seven inches held so much (as much as a 78 or even more in the form of an EP).  One of the Christmas records then was of Harry Belafonte singing Mary's Boy Child, which was played constantly.  I think it is still at my mothers house somewhere.

Aside from Christmas, I can recall the excitement in 1960 when I first heard 'Apache' by the Shadows.  Something that just hit that spot with me, and I became a great fan of the Shadows from then on, I 'hank marvined' in the privacy of my bedroom many a time! (that is, playing Air Guitar in the style of Hank Marvin and nothing which would make you blind!)

At school in morning assembly there was always a record played of some classical piece and I can't hear 'Jupiter' from the Planets or 'Morning' or 'Solveig's Song' from Peer Gynt, or 'Fantasia on Greensleeves' without being transported back to those far-away times at primary school walking into the morning assembly and sitting on the floor.  And these started me on my love of much Classical music. 

I could have my reminiscences go on for a very long time - singing lessons helping develop an interest in folk music through 'John  Barleycorn' and 'Oh No John No' and 'Raggle Taggle Gypsies' none of which would these days be really considered suitable for children of primary school age but it was a different time and place. 

With these memories comes some sort of feeling that I am still living in that place and time.  It seems so vivid and clear that it could just be this morning.