The Doors also works well too.
"Riders On The Storm" is my favorite Doors track. As a boy in the early 1970s, it was all over the radio. My specific memory of that song is a pizza joint down the street from my boyhood home that my mother would send me to when she didn't want to cook. One night she sent me down there to pick up a couple large pies and in those days, you didn't call ahead or get delivery. You showed up in person, paid your money and sat and waited while they prepared the order.
Anyway, it was a dive bar that happened to also make pizza. Even as a 10-year-old, I was allowed to sit up on the stool at the bar while I waited. It was a dark place and bikers hung out there. Those were different days, when a kid sitting at the bar wasn't a big deal. The bartender was this huge monstrosity 400 pounder of a man with wife-beater T-shirt and all the chest hair. Always scowled at me but he took my pizza money and let me order a Coke while I waited.
One night I go down there and it's thunder and lightning in the distance. I'm hoping the pizzas will be ready so I can get home before the storm. So I'm sitting there and this "Riders In the Storm" comes on the jukebox. Whoever was paying the jukebox programmed this song multiple times, probably because of the approaching thunder and lightning. So I remember just sitting there at the bar, with the thunder outside getting louder and louder, also listening to the thunder and rain in the song. It was kind of a surreal experience. Just myself, the giant bartender and a couple of old men nursing their drinks as both Mother Nature and the Doors put on a lighting and thunder show.
The storm was winding down as I got my pizza and I can still remember walking home on the wet streets with that song running through my head.
Anyway, that's how music affects me. Almost every song from my past has specific memories tied to it.