All my best memories come back clearly to me

I was slapping my forehead while the kitchen radio (you always gotta have one there) blared this one over the half-unpacked groceries. 

If you want to know why I am what I am, and why I feel what I feel, listen. Just replace "every Sha-la-la-la/every Wo-o-wo-o" with "Hey now, woo! Look at that!"

Lookin' back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad
So much has changed.

Or, in a word: Never Over Stuff That Always Leaves Great Attachment.

Of course, I can't even go into how embedded her voice is in my neural grooves, how it makes me feel like I am two or three or four, and being lovingly mothered, I am safe, I am home, I am clothed head to toe in polyester and all is well with the world. That cig smoke-tinged, beige, everyone shaggy, green grass and metal playthings, Ore Ida and Sesame Street world.

It can even make me cry.

Everyone is lucky, everyone is so kind

 There was a lot of good music in 73, not that I'd really remember. But when I hear this one, what I remember is this:

This scene, that is, and the joys of weekly, communal destination TV viewing. As with just about everything, I need a routine and a schedule to keep up with the teevee, having lived "I have rehearsal" a good portion of my younger and adult life, and I don't find myself rushing to compare notes the moment I've finished an episode of The Crown. Though did you see that last season and whoa, what use of music throughout. Just like this scene.

I'll talk about that, or how distressingly awful Thatcher was, or even what I can remember of Lost beyond this scene. You can have the Smoke Monster, I love the sunnier stuff anyway.

Please take hold of my hand

Reviving this, since this ungovernable and infinite archive we are "on" right now shows me that I skipped last year.

 None of this "need it more than ever" stuff--that's marketing lingo by now. 

Let George say it:

In his autobiography, Harrison wrote that the song “is a prayer and personal statement between me, the Lord, and whoever likes it.”*

 

*quote thanks to this piece, which I will have to dig into (or steal the idea)