I collected the last records of my dad from my sister's house.
The oldest, dirtiest and forgotten bunch.
Among them there are those RCA/Reader's Digest collections of classical highlights, very common in everybody's house: mono and usually not really great performances of the usual stuff: Rossini, Mozart, Bizet, Tchaikovsky, Strauss, etc.
I just cleaned some of them and played.
Suddenly I realized that they are probably my first exposure to 'MUSIC' since my birth, maybe even before that.
Man, I can unconsciously recognize the specific performance...they are deeply rooted in my mind like a pre-birth experience.
I realized that, for instance the specific performance of Mussorgsky' A Night on Bald Mountain on 'that' RCA makes sound some inner unconscious memories I had forgotten, and no other performaces do that, I mean I probably listened to dozens or hundred performances of the same works and nothing happened.
Amazing and astounding experience.