oldies

I love the oldies.
I mean the REAL oldies, not the crap they play on the radio these days.

When i was young, my parents would take us on road trips around the country on family vacations. and as we'd drive, we'd listen to the oldies.

the beatles, elvis, roy orbison, jackie wilson, the temptations, ccr. buddy holly, guess who, all the greats.

I had a tape player with some zwesome oldies tapes that i wish i still had.
suffice it to say, i listened to them so often that as a child, i was renowned for my rendition of "When a man loves a woman" by perry como.

Also, When i was a child, and indeed all throughout my life- I suffer(ed) from terrible insomnia.
So, I'd stay up late and call the local oldies station to request songs.

Sometimes the dj's would play my call on the air, and I would get a huge kick out of that.
Until one day a dj said something like "hey kid, why aren't you in bed???"
which is perfectly harmless and funny, but as a shy child- I was mortified.
So when i would call in from then on- I would try to put on an adult voice.
I dont know if you've ever heard a child try to sound like an adult's voice- But there is nothing that sounds more obviously like a child's voice- than a child trying to sound like an adult.
And i'm certain i sounded perfectly ridiculous.

Anyways, Along with the music, I always loved the style.

The way of talking, and the fashion, and of course, THE HAIR.

You know it's kind of funny. people sometimes express wonder to me that that my appearance isnt some gimmick.

But no. I'ts just borne of my love for oldies, and my discovery of the the existence of "rockabilly style".

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