So blogging has become an obsession of mine as of late. Not my own, as one can tell but more of yours.. Reading stories of show memories and old photos of a lost age and shall we say a lost art?
Lost music and ideas, the things that still hold me to this world and a sense of youth. This was my family, my wonder and my dreams.. All to a soundtrack that was growing and developing in its own right. I hear the records I grew up with, the memory of first hearing/buying them and the times it got me through. Like life its evolved and now we have it all nice and digital for all you new assclowns to revel in. As we grow older we grow colder....
It was more than music.
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