It’s 1978 and I’m sweet sixteen. Can’t believe I’ve made it this far. Looking back over my past few entries I feel a sense of sadness. The golden days of innocence are over. Time to grow up, get a summer job and do – yuck – homework.
On the plus side, I got my drivers license and had access to wheels.
I installed a Radio Shack stereo in the car. It was an old Volvo wagon so I put a friend’s homemade stereo speakers in the back and power-boosted the whole thing.
Like a lot of teens, I was exploring retro music. The Doors. The Who. Bowie. Traffic. Genesis. Supertramp. Stuff like that. But I was still keeping up with current material.
I remember sitting in a restaurant having coffee with my sweetheart and maybe another friend after school. All new to me. I was the go-straight-home type until I met Jill (not her real name). She introduced me to the joys of hangin’ out.
And guess what comes over the restaurant speakers?
You got it. Today’s tune for 1978:
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