My favorite is a trip we took to Minnesota one summer for a family reunion. This was in the 70's sometime and John Denver was at the height of his popularity. We had a bunch of his eight-tracks (remember those?).
Anyway, were driving through the bread basket of the country and "Matthew" was playing as we drove by this old abandoned farm house. It was bleached out but the windmill was still standing. The sky was blue and the fields of grain surrounding it were golden. It still brings a smile to my face whenever I hear "Matthew".
Same trip, I was ready Ray Bradbury. I was reading a story about the end of the world and it was described as building collapsing. WHile I was reading this, "Rhyme and Reason" was playing in the back ground. Specifically the part where he sings, "SO the cities start to crumble, and the towers fall around us". TO this day that is one of my favorite songs.