On the way down to Alton Rd with my chiqueolita, in the knackered ford , last week, listening to the ROCKClassics station that we have dubbed "what time is it? Rock O'clock!!", all ofasuddenness, 'The Spirit of Radio' came on, and I smiled the biggest smile. Not saying it has 'merit', not saying it's not this or that, or it is anything else, it just took me immediately back to my scaggy 15yr old self at my first concert, and justfor that moment the air 'crackled with life' and I felt young again. (sob) *
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