108 minutes of KYYX Radio, c. 1983
gone, but not forgotten...
Gads, I was what, 17? Is it even possible to be that young?
And by that time, I'd already been living out in the world by myself for two years. I'd already started my long journey through my own personal Sinai desert, a solitary wander that was going to last another... good God!... 30 years! And wouldn't stop until I'd entirely left that world of sex, drugs and New Wave Pop - and the whole Left Coastthink Bubble Universe -
and ended up in the last place I could possibly have imagined. Is it really possible to change that much?
This is probably the weirdest, most surreal, Twilight-Zoney thing about the internet. It brings back the past.