They say if you can remember the 60s, you weren’t there. But music has amazing power to evoke a different time, place and space, even if your conscious memory is spotty.

So I tapped the KFOG button on the car the other day and Santana’s Jingo filled the air, and I do mean filled it. Took up every molecule of oxygen, made the present fade into oblivion and sent me hurling back to the past.

In a heartbeat I was sitting in a dorm room at Syracuse University with my friends, all sporting beads and PEACE armbands, all of us long-haired, inhaling and passing the pipe around, with Santana, Led Zeppelin and Bob Dylan on stereo.

I went to that place until the song was over. Then I came to and saw that it was 2010, I was driving an older BMW in northern California and in a couple years would qualify for Social Security.

Wow. Where did the time go?

If you’re my age, maybe this song will do it for you, too. Here it is, below. And if not, what does it for you?