When Tiffany sang "you put your arms around me and we tumble to the ground," could I really have pictured a boy and girl tumbling down a hill—like, rolling down it log-style, maybe just before engaging in a potato-sack race? I've spent a lot of time trying to imagine how I sang that song without … Continue reading Memories of Casey Kasem’s American Top 40
80′s
A New Wave Dance Playlist
For me, Dance Music is New Wave 80's music. Because that's when I was disturbed and dancing. I did some dancing in the late 90's, but that's when Dance music was just plain old disturbing to me. Here are some notables: Ministry with Everyday is Halloween - By the way, this song was our … Continue reading A New Wave Dance Playlist
There Must Be Some Misunderstanding – How a Missing Genesis Album was Eclipsed by Van Halen
This week's Raised on the Radio Guest Post, is by Doug Foster. Doug and I go waaaay back and I am thrilled to have him on Raised on the Radio. Please click this link to read this post about love and loss and Van Halen, There Must Be Some Misunderstanding As much as I have … Continue reading There Must Be Some Misunderstanding – How a Missing Genesis Album was Eclipsed by Van Halen
I Wanted My Own Bitchin’ Camero
It's the mid 1980s. Bands like REO Speedwagon, Foreigner and Wham! ruled the charts. But there's an underground movement bubbling up -- punk rock. Listening to my Sony Walkman late at night, the local college station would spin strange songs and bizarre artists. Sometimes, the songs were so awful my ears hurt. Other … Continue reading I Wanted My Own Bitchin’ Camero
Music Transports Me
The other day, I woke up disoriented to the sound of my husband’s clock radio alarm going off. In the split second it took me to process my surroundings and realize that it wasn’t the middle of the night and my toddler hadn’t woken me up coughing again, I became aware of the song. … Continue reading Music Transports Me
Thanks For That Magic Yellow Box
Thanks for That Little Yellow Box While children and teenagers across the land were secretly reading books by flashlight under the covers, I was covertly listening to the radio. My parents were none the wiser, thanks to a plastic yellow box -- the Sony Sports Walkman. With the Walkman came the ability to listen without … Continue reading Thanks For That Magic Yellow Box
Raised on the Radio 