The following quote caught my eye recently in an online blog:
It’s a funny thing I’ve noticed lately, listening to the “classic rock” stations that are now — unbelievably — broadcasting the soundtrack of my life: bad music sounds so good once it becomes the music of your youth. All the songs you hated, all the bands you mocked, all the pop clichés you spurned because you were so much cooler than all that now sound so soulful, so very real.
It’s so true, isn’t it? Any songs or artists that you have re-evaluated now that time has passed? I’ll admit to having a little nostalgic love for Ms. Twain. :)