How often have you read about the radio getting some poor loser through the rough years. Well, not lately, I guess. Now we read about the lost souls finding ISIS on you tube and blowing something up. When I was a kid, though, and rock'n'roll was, too, we were there for each other.
There were so many nights when those black angels sang me to sleep.
Now, when I have the great good luck to go in to do a radio show, I do it with all the love and all the reverence in my heart. It's a lucky man who recognizes his good luck.
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