it’s funny how a single song, a tune you seem to have known all your life, can take you back – reconstruct your past around you, recreate an entire era in the fraction of a second. such is the power of gerry rafferty for me. i heard this song on the radio today and it was magical. the feeling of being transported back to one’s childhood, to familiar landscapes with edges softened by memory, to languorous summer days spent reading books from the school library, and endless evenings on roller-skates, rockin’ it to sister sledge songs. how i love this calm, meditative voice in the midst of guitar and saxophone riffs. whether he sings of alienation or love, of baker street or the woman of his life, i will always love gerry rafferty.