Thanks for all the memories. Like the time I took a tab of blotter and watched the Dark Side of the Moon laser show at the Balboa Park space theater, then spent the night wandering the park watching the trees breath. Or the time I spattered my room with glowstick fluid and listened to side 2 of Atom Heart Mother while floating in a sea of green stars. Or every time I wore my Animals cassette out a little more, blasting it through my headphones.
You’ve been the soundtrack for most of my 60 years.