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When I was an angsty teenager, I lis­tened to “Linger,” by the Cran­ber­ries, over and over on the way to and from the cot­tage with my fam­ily. That whole al­bum, Every­body Else Is Do­ing It, So Why Can’t We?, serves as a sound­track to my child­hood, but the lyrics in that song—“You know I’m such a fool for you / You got me wrapped around your fin­ger, ah, ha, ha / Do you have to let it linger?”—truly evoke the bit­ter­sweet mem­ory of watch­ing one last sunset at sum­mer’s end be­fore head­ing back home. – Brian Flem­ing


The open­ing riffs of the ’80s hit “Africa,” by Toto, stir some­thing in me ev­ery time I hear it. And I’m not the only one—when it came on dur­ing my last road trip, the vol­ume went up, the con­ver­sa­tion went down and ev­ery­one in the car sang along. The fact that we got half the lyrics wrong—prob­a­bly be­cause they’re non­sen­si­cal (“Gonna take some time to do the things we never had”)— didn’t make it any less fun. – Ciara Rickard


I’d de­scribe my­self as be­ing a tad too nos­tal­gic, a win­dow-gazer and a day­dreamer. One thing I’ve al­ways loved is how lis­ten­ing to a song can in­stantly trans­port you to an ex­act time and place. Ben Howard’s “Old Pine” al­ways takes me back to driv­ing through the English coun­try­side to go camp­ing in Corn­wall dur­ing the sum­mer of 2013. The line that sums it all up? “Hot sand on toes, cold sand in sleep­ing bags / I’ve come to know that mem­o­ries / Were the best things you ever had.” – Danielle Camp­bell


The first time I made the three-hour drive to my boyfriend’s cot­tage in the Kawartha Lakes re­gion of On­tario, “Closer,” by Kings of Leon, came on the ra­dio. Since we didn’t hit the road un­til 1 a.m., the drive through farm fields and sleepy town­ships in ab­so­lute dark­ness made the lyric “Stranded in this spooky town / Stop­lights are swaying and the phone lines are down” eerily, beau­ti­fully fit­ting. It’s now re­quired lis­ten­ing on ev­ery drive up north— even in day­light. – Liz Gu­ber


I jok­ingly added Trooper’s glo­ri­ously cheesy rock jam “We’re Here for a Good Time (Not a Long Time)” to a mix CD for a girls week­end in Wasaga Beach, Ont. But when the track came on dur­ing an in­evitable traf­fic snarl on the 400, we re­al­ized that ev­ery­one in the car knew all the words—“We’re here for a good time / Not a long time / So have a good time / The sun can’t shine ev­ery day.” The song be­came an an­them for our yearly week­end of swim­ming and sun­tan­ning—we played it on the drive up ev­ery time. – Carli Whitwell

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