Don’t you forget about me

There’s a Chicago radio station that I don’t much listen to, but they’re having an 80s-themed weekend. I’ve written about 80s music before, because music mattered to me more in that decade than it ever had before, and more than it ever has since. And I doubt I’m the only one who’s like that, either.Continue reading “Don’t you forget about me”

Will you stand above me?

Last night, as I was writing about a now-defunct place in Las Vegas called Club Bingo,┬áit got me thinking about other types of clubs as well. This is the way my mind works sometimes, for better or for worse. I thought of the Mickey Mouse Club, and Sam’s Club, and even about club sandwiches. ButContinue reading “Will you stand above me?”