How well do you remember those great songs of our youth? Take the quiz to find out. Who knows, you may conjure up some wonderful old memories in the process. Dances at Fireman's Hall perhaps? Or Friday nights at Bayview Park? Sock Hops at the Gym?
"For some of us, it began late at night: huddled under bedroom covers with our ears glued to a radio pulling in black voices charged with intense emotion and propelled by a wildly kinetic rhythm through the after-midnight static. Growing up in the white-bread America of the Fifties, we had never heard anything like it, but we reacted, or remember reacting, instantaneously and were converted. We were believers before we knew what it was that had so spectacularly ripped the dull, familiar fabric of our lives. We asked our friends, maybe an older brother or sister. We found out that they called it rock & roll. It was so much more vital and alive than any music we had ever heard before that it needed a new category: Rock & roll was much more than new music for us. It was an obsession, and a way of life.
Rolling Stone - April 1990