Aside from my parent’s record collection, I also had older sisters – 10 and 7 years older. That was how I was exposed to the GREATS, like…. Air Supply, and Mr. Mister (or maybe it was Mister Mr., I’m not interested enough to go check). It can be a gamble.

Damn it, man! I didn’t need to be reminded of that.

My Dad’s record collection was full of Boston, Santana, and Cream.

The stuff I played as new at the U-90 is now a decade or more into obscurity.

The students who work for me weren’t even born when some of my favorite songs were new on the radio.

I own game systems older than those same students.

I’m only 32!