Radio Recuerdo: Sounds from the past

As promised, here is another story from our reader Renata. 
This you gotta hear. ;)

Ok, this is another thing that happened to me, also in Germany, but the year was 2008.

This is the strangest thing that's ever happened to me and I am so glad I have a witness so I know it wasn't my mind playing tricks on me.

I went to Germany for the first time back then to practice my German with my German class. We were a bunch of people from Mexico staying at some hostel in some small town in Thüringen [Weimar].

We had been there for 3 weeks already and this is the kind of place (well, I guess most hostels are like that) where you can cook your stuff in the kitchen and then you're supposed to wash the dishes and all that. I mean, it's nothing like a hotel or something like that, in case you're not familiar with hostels. 

The radio was always on in that kitchen and there was always a man talking in German about politics and stuff ALL THE TIME. We, of course, didn't pay attention to that. 

That was our very last day in this town, we were staying in a building that had been built on the XVII century, it was very old.

That day, me and a friend were doing the dishes in the kitchen, listening to the same radio station, the German man talking and talking and talking when suddenly something strange happened. 

Suddenly we both heard what it seemd to be STATIC, the German man's voice was gone and then we heard the strangest thing ever. 

It was a jingle that we had never heard before BUT this is the strange thing about it: 

1)the jingle was in SPANISH, our mother tongue 

2) the voices sounded to me like voices from long time ago, don't know how to explain, the melody and everything, sounded like something from the 50s 

3) we realized this was a jingle from OUR COUNTRY! since the very last word they sang was the name of a city in Mexico, the city of "Monterrey" (we're not from this city, though).

The jingle said something about "your memories' station". 

When the jingle was over the static was gone and the German man was back. He didn't mention anything about what we just had heard, like nothing had really happened. Me and my friend stared at each other and we were like DID YOU HEAR THAT?? omg, we didn't know how to explain it.

The weirdest thing is that I don't think we actually cared very much about it after that. We forgot about it, maybe talked it over with some friends and then just forgot about it. (Now I wonder why we forgot about it, I mean, it wasn't something normal AT ALL).

Well, the years passed and last February I was surfing the net when, by complete accident, I found a jingle on youtube. Yeah. IT IS the same one!

This is the link: 

I could remember it as soon as I heard it again. It was the same melody, the same old-fashioned voices, the word "recuerdo" (memory) and the name of the city of Monterrey.

I did some research and this was indeed a very popular radio station in this city back in the 50s and 60s but it's no longer on the air, according to some friends I have in Monterrey. It hasn't been on the air for a couple of decades now.

So WHY ON EARTH did we hear this thing in a faraway country like Germany? Why did we hear something from our country, and from the past, when we were just doing the dishes? And nobody else seemed to have heard it.

I have friends in Germany that don't understand what happened either, cause of course, they say there is no reason why such a jingle would be heard in their country. I agree.

This has got to be one of the most endearing stories ever published here. :)
I don't know why, but stories about sounds that appear to be coming from the past always get to me. (Perhaps because I had an inexplicable event featuring singing once.)


Based on this and the previous story, I could speculate that Renata has the uncanny ability to conjure up images and sounds removed in time/space.
How? 
What am I - Einstein?
But it isn't as implausible as it may appear. After all, there is some evidence that visions perhaps can be shared. (See The Ultimate Tourist and We'll always have Paris... or whatever that was.)
Why not auditory events too?


But why a jingle she had never heard before, so she couldn't have cared for it?
Again, no idea. I have no insight into the inner workings of the cosmic jukebox. :)
Just thinking aloud here.
Maybe there had been some other person in that building, perhaps someone from Monterrey or someone who loved that jingle, who kept remembering that tune. And we all know that old walls - apparently - can "remember" things... :)


Or... I have no idea.
And that is, I suspect, what we love the most about such events, don't we?
The fact that we don't know. Faced with the mystery of the universe, we rejoice in our unknowing. Because it gives us hope that we are wrong about our fears, after all, and that perhaps even the wildest of our wildest dreams can come true. 




P.S. I love that jingle. 
Please, mister speaker, could you tell me what time it is....? 
Thank you very much!
Priceless. :)

Oh, and in case you're wondering, it was 12:49.
On which date of which year, that's what I'd like to know!