When it comes to music, context means plenty. Play a song from this album and I'm back at Gulf Shores, circa 1975. Very cool. Very mellow.
Put this one on or tell they're coming to town and suddenly it's 1981 and am riding in the backseat of a black Trans Am with Molly Hatchet playing on the eight-track.
Please don't make me go back to that time. Please.