Can't disagree with anything that's been said above. I've thought about this from all angles, I've even argued with myself.
Rebel and Doc are right of course, but the power of nostalgia is not to be underestimated. 1977, I passed my driving test, I lost my virginity (the two are related
) and Elvis died. I'll never be seventeen again, but I've got some real powerful anchors to that period in my life.
Elvis is the soundtrack to my life, and all his music has a context. The context may be all he recorded before 76/77 on one level, but the personal context sometimes is the back seat of my Dads Ford Cortina, in the autumn of 1977.
Nostalgia eh? It ain't what it used to be.