On Dreams We Will Depend

Nothing says “summer” to me musically like Van Halen’s 5150 album. I turned 18 in the summer of 1986, and was determined to enjoy one last summer before going away to college. I bagged groceries by day, drank whatever I could get my hands on by night, and listened to the fusion of Sammy HagarContinue reading “On Dreams We Will Depend”

My blood runs cold

For some reason, I awoke this morning from a dream involving the song “Centerfold” by J. Geils band. It was one of those songs that I once owned on a 45 RPM single, and I played it over and over again, in those elementary school days when a centerfold was something I knew about butContinue reading “My blood runs cold”