Heading south on I45, middle of the night, looking to catch the sun rising on Galveston Island. This is the sound that blasted out of the 8-track in the VW Bus we used to haul ourselves and our boards south that summer almost 40 years ago…three or four buddies with pocket change. Dreams of sand and surf and girls…CCR
The Music I Grew Up With
May 9th, 2008 · No Comments · just musings
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