One summer weekend in northern Michigan years ago, I ate breakfast at a Bob Seger themed diner. Pretty much just a few Seger album covers framed and on the wall and an autographed photo signed by Alto Reed. The menu items did not have any Seeg related pu.

I have not worked in a retail setting in over twenty years. I kept good with continuing out of it. Well, until late 2020 that is. Not by choice and hopefully it is just temporary but bills gotta get paid, y'know. I forgot how churlish the general public .

"A head fulla dust." Such a line has been a lyrical adumbration since at least the early 20th century. Though they aren't most likely talking about pollen, that such yellow dust is into its yearly ubiquitous showing. It's a way of life. Literally really..

There was a spell there towards the end of the last century, that if you wanted to prove how punk rock your attitude was, you would suffix whatever the name of the project was with a "'77." It quickly became a running joke with some friends I hung out wi.

Recently, the guy I worked with showed up in the shop with a wool cap on. Coming through the door he said "I tell ya, man. It sure was cold enough to get the toboggan out. I thought I misplaced it." "The snow has already melted. What good is a toboggan w.

No diamonds for number seventy five. In this year, it not even Cubic Zirconia. It might even be Moissanite.  Some solid sounds though.What you'll hear:  Eric’s Trip – DaylightKaleidoscope – Deaths of DespairPenza Penza – Wunder CityDavid Nance – This Sid.

Like all thing this year, Halloween is pretty much canceled. No Butterfingers. No Baby Ruth's. No Snickers. No good candy at all. Yeah, 2020 is like going to every door and getting a nickel or a Brach's Candy Corn Treat Pack. What you’ll hear Yvonne Fair.

Smashin' Transistors radio play of the foklore favorite Will-o'-the-wisp will not be heard tonight. In it's place, we present you this special program. Tompall Glaser – Pass Me By No Age – Turned To String Brigid Dawson & the Mothers Network – The Fool..

Did we even have a summer? No gatherings in backyards or beaches. No beer in garages in with pals. The days turn to gold. They grow few. What you'll hear:Girls At Our Best – Getting Nowhere Fast  Flat Worms – Market Forces  Krystian Quint – Rain  Photoge.

In the wilds of Michigan’s Thumb, the sounds of the night bugs were mostly crickets. In my new surroundings of North Carolina’s Triangle, there are crickets as well but also many katydids. And for an added attraction right now, we got the cicadas too.  T.