Music <-> memories

I could never even listen to Tool without being reminded of old times, when Dirk and me lived in Freiburg and went with Stefan to the Crash for dancing, drinking and stupid fun. Memories that contain much more than just that. I not only remember what it was like with Stefan shouting "Tool" and storming onto the dancefloor when Tool was played but somehow it contains all that has been back then, the whole summer, living in Freiburg, it contains all the friends and moments, and also that there was something secure and stable at that point in my life that I lost later on.