Some might argue that it’s odd for me to feel so strongly connected to a song that was released twenty-one years before I was even born. However, the instant the familiar bongo-drums of “Cecilia” begin streaming through my headphones, I am instantly brought back to the hot summer nights of my childhood. In the car for emergency ice cream runs, my father, in his infinite music wisdom, used Simon & Garfunkel’s story of a capricious lover to cultivate my own love of music. And though the catchy beat and easy lyrics made “Cecilia” kid-friendly in my youth, I can attest that a recent renaissance of my appreciation for the song has proven that the upbeat stylings of Simon & Garfunkel only get better with age.