One of my earliest memories of listening to music was while I was in the back seat of my moms car. At the time she drove a Viderro Green 1970 Pontiac Le Mans. Mom was pretty hip... always listening and singing along to the latest pop music on the stock AM radio. In the back seat of that car I was pretty much raised on 70's pop. To this day I still love those uplifting pop melodies and big choruses.
I was probably about 4 years old when I heard this song for the first time. As I watched the world go by from the back seat window I became fascinated with how music could have an effect on the way I felt inside.