great thread. here are a few of my most memorable ones
-Immediately after the Giants won the World Series, my dad phoned me and we immediately sang "I Left My Heart in San Francisco" together
-When I was 13, playing the flute on St. Patrick's Day so beautifully that an old Irish man at the bar started to weep (narcissistic of me, but that's what happened, and it was crazy memorable)
-blasting "Shutterbugg" about 20 times total on the way to see Big Boi in Seattle with all da ladiez
-walking through the forest, high as hell, my friend's cell phone rang and the three of dropped everything to dance to the ringtone, NWA's "Express Yourself"
-20 person bicycle brigade on a hot summer night, blasting Biggie's "Mo Money Mo Problems" from a bike-basket boombox
-The snares coming in on "Fireworks" at Animal Collective @ the Gorge for Sasquatch
-Another Sasquatch 2009 one...less of a moment really, but I'll never forget the transition from the totally quiet, half-crying crowd at Bon Iver to the mayhem of Crystal Castles
-rolling into Yosemite, blasting "Brick House"
-at a party that was winding down, everyone was almost asleep, then I put on Sleigh Bells and next thing we knew, the couch was broken
-along the same lines, windows breaking at my neighbors house due to the dance moves during Major Lazer's "Pon de Floor"
-one last party one...reuniting with a bunch of friends I hadn't seen for a while, with "Reunited" (and it feeeels so good) on in the background.
-hearing my own song as transition music on NPR
-everyone singing "Bump n Grind" around the campfire my last night of college
-one last campfire one, kind of a longer one. Me and most of my longtime friends went on our annual beach camping trip, and we met up with these crazy weirdos whose idea of a good time was (and I quote) "high on mushrooms, listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd by myself in my truck, with my rifle on my lap" (another terrifying quote I heard from these dudes: "I'm way too drunk to walk, just give me my keys"). We were there three nights, and on the first night they totally weirded us out. The 2nd night, we got along with them pretty well. And on the third night, we ended up scaring them away just belting out Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get it On" around the campfire, after which we decided to just scream gibberish as loud as we could and a bunch of us started running through the campfire, some of us naked. ha, good times.