Dang, losing a bunch of them right now. I remember a juke box in the pool hall of a very small town in Eastern North Carolina that used to blare all those old R&B songs late into the night. My mother hated it but that's a lasting impression on a young, budding musician back in the 60s. I ended up playing in show bands doing all the Motown and Stax hits all night to appreciative dancers.
Cheers,
David