Author Topic: The Drive, 12/26/08: It's 1976  (Read 1685 times)

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The Drive, 12/26/08: It's 1976
« on: December 26, 2008, 08:27:39 AM »
TANC: Heart's "Magic Man" is mentioned in the first pages of a book I'm reading now*, mama.


* It's called Rock On, and it's troublingly similar in theme to the novel I've been pretending to work on for a year.
“The choir of children sing their song.  They've practiced all year long.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.”

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Re: The Drive, 12/26/08: It's 1976
« Reply #1 on: December 26, 2008, 08:45:11 AM »
Taint: no big thing?  BOS to "Love Is the Drug."
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Re: The Drive, 12/26/08: It's 1976
« Reply #2 on: December 26, 2008, 09:04:40 AM »
Belated proxy of Shray to "Silver, Blue & Gold."

BAD COMPANY, SILVER BLUE AND GOLD
AEROSMITH, WALK THIS WAY
ROLLING STONES, HAND OF FATE
BOSTON, MORE THAN A FEELING
HEART, MAGIC MAN
GENESIS, DANCE ON A VOLCANO
BOB SEGER, NIGHT MOVES
ZZ TOP, IT'S ONLY LOVE
ROXY MUSIC, LOVE IS THE DRUG
DOOBIE BROTHERS, IT KEEPS YOU RUNNIN'
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Re: The Drive, 12/26/08: It's 1976
« Reply #3 on: December 26, 2008, 10:18:10 AM »
Figures Gaz'd be up early on the one day nobody else is around ::)
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Re: The Drive, 12/26/08: It's 1976
« Reply #4 on: December 26, 2008, 10:22:01 AM »
Figures Gaz'd be up early on the one day nobody else is around ::)

Heh.  I got back from Pgh in the middle of the night and have a TON of things to do before my friend Jeff arrives from out of town tonight.  And I told Time's web editor that I'd come in for a couple hours to clean up stories posted over the holiday.
“The choir of children sing their song.  They've practiced all year long.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.”