Title: Grandma's Song (Album Version)
Artist: Gail Davies
Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit.
But I was right in what I was thinking. Which is that the keys to my earliest memories are never going to be visual.
My parents found the album of the song I posted the query about on here. I had sent them the few lyrics I knew, and played the melody on the violin and sent them that too. My dad was really shaken up that I could have remembered it, because apparently they last listened to it when I was really young. As in, a baby.
And I listened to the song.
But then I listened to the next one (I’d heard it vaguely over the phone with my parents but not well), and that’s where the shaking and crying started because this one is etched in some part of my brain I haven’t seen in at least thirty years. I’ve always had a really good memory for music. And this isn’t the first time that I’ve hit on a song at random and found an album and had goosebumps when I heard the other songs. But this is the first one this intense.
Basically any time that I have a memory that seems “ultra-familiar”, it’s from a time period before I have just about any visual memory, and turns out to be from before we moved to the city. And every time I finally track down an “ultra-familiar” song, the other songs on the album are so intensely familiar it’s hard to sit and listen through it. I don’t know what the hell causes this reaction but it’s as intense as the familiarity with a temporal lobe seizure, only there’s clearly no seizures going on and nothing bad happens. Clearly I have a much better memory for music than I realize. It’s also always really eerie every time I hear something for the first time since having gained the ability to comprehend words.