I’m convinced different kinds of memory are stored separately in different parts of the brain. I can’t remember names for anything. I have a hard time remembering what I did yesterday. But other things come to mind easily.
Last night I was in my car listening to WQNA when the Moody Blues song “Melancholy Man” came on. I have not heard that song in 20 or 25 years. Last night I knew the lyrics perfectly, didn’t miss a word. How is that possible after all this time? I used to hear the song quite a bit because it was on the Moody’s compilation This is the Moody Blues released back in the mid-1970s. Apparently, everyone my age had a copy in high school. When I went away to college, we were all surprised that virtually every guy on my dorm floor had a copy. Who knew.
The Moody Blues’ new material got really, really lame by the late 1970s and I’m not sure the old stuff really holds up that well these days either. Still, I’ve wanted to get a copy of This is the Moody Blues for some time and after last night I want to more than ever.