For a song I've only heard heard on the radio once, years ago, it's amazing how much mileage my brain has gotten out of the guitar part. Whenever I walk past a grocery store's case of seafood gumbo, I think of New Orleans. Despite never having been to New Orleans, my mind triggers a guitar riff that seems compatible with that city...
...And, thus, I can count on that guitar lick from Tony Joe White's "Roosevelt And Ira Lee" to occupy my mind for at least the remainder of the shopping trip. In fact, four days after it last sprang to mind, it's still there, conjuring up the image of a swamp.
I know the tune wasn't a national hit, but given how strongly the song latches onto you once you hear it, I wonder if it had regional chart success.
