11.06.2003
You know 'em... You love 'em...
Throughout history, there have been images - icons, if you prefer - that have filled the night sky. Dr. Thunder. Sherman. Andy (c'mon... we all know Andy). Et cetera.Tonight - on the basis of an off-handed suggestion - this confluence of uber-power will descend on the Brewhouse and make you wish you'd stayed at home. Bringing back the incongruousness of Monday's yore, I am pleased to present: Dr. Thunder, Sherman, Andy, and me.
Parenthetically speaking: (There is no concrete evidence that we will be "spinning" at Starfire Lounge tonight. However, since the last time we annoyed the public-at-large [I think it was a Monday...], we've been led to believe that we will be "making-the-musical-rocket-go" tonight - or maybe next Monday. Either way, it's really Andy's baby [... and who doesn't know Andy] and the rest of us are just hanging on and hoping for the best. Don't let this prevent any prevailing power from intervening with, "Nope... nope... we'll be spinning tonight," and bringing much of this to a halt. It's not that amongst the four of us we have 20 years of college-radio expeirence - it's more we tend to not know what's happening. More often than not, we're just happy to be there. Sort of like Guam.)
In conclusion: man, am I drunk.