OBSERVED:

FEELS LIKE THE FIRST TIME

She was in her mid-forties, probably heading home, and when she opened up that Sam Goody bag and took out Foreigner's self-titled debut album, a brief smile came to her face. The next ten tracks of studio-engineered ear-sugar were all hers and nothing could take that away from her, not the mortgage, not her ungrateful kids, and definitely not that cheating bastard of a husband. After wrestling with the plastic wrap, she pressed her new CD into her discman, hit play, and was transported back to that special time and place where she rocked like nobody's business. Class of '79 Rulz!


- posted by Aaron @ 8:16 AM