A Kid Riding in the Car
My memories of car rides are mostly comforting and I am pretty sure it’s because of the radio. When I was able to persuade my parents a break from MPR and listen to KOOl 108, I was in heaven. I would stare out the window watching the grass blend in with the cement, the people, construction cones. The buildings were supervising and at night, the street lights would bleed when the music moved me to tears (often). Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons was a band that had a very familiar sound to me even though I was born some 20 years later. This is the sound that was a big part of my growing up years.