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RE: (TV) (OT) Gratuitous Eagles insult-deathbed confessional



Look,

Frank, Barney, Lumpy, Wally et al.

I grew up in AM mid-late 1970's radio, desperate to kill myself or just
drive down a deserted country blacktop at midnight on a school night after
punching out at the grocery store.  We did not have FM, because the cows
didn't own radios.

There were three store-bought commercial cassettes I bought that got
mega-play.  Rod Stewart, Hotel California, and that Parsons Project Guy I
Robot, and I drove fucking late midnight miles listening to that
auto-reverse tape deck flip sides.  And this was before drugs.

Stop being smug fucks.

We're in the middle of east shits-ville and late seventies AM is the only
thing trying to sell us shit.

God bless em, at least they reached us.  And convinced me not to drive into
an embankment.

Scott Simpson
212 795 2846 
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