Oh How you used to know me so well - The Superfantastics

This is the band I interviewed today. This video is absolutely adorable as was Stephanie, the gal I interviewed. One of my students asked me how I prepare. I guess it is honestly the most natural thing I do in life outside of loving someone. No matter what career I have now, my most natural instinct is to be a radio broadcaster. Does that mean I should go back? No, not unless The Verge or CBC3 come a calling.

This same student, Sarah, is the last of a dying breed. A Tempe music fan, as in the old days of Mill Ave. She is egging me on to write something about those days. I can't really wrap my head around the idea. The writing coach I went to see suggested I write some personal essays about events and see where it goes. I feel like all my old aircheck tapes and articles in boxes need to be exhumed. It would take years. I also keep telling her that it would just end up being ode to Robin. I left monumental shows to go where ever the Blossoms were. Won't my memoir just be a girl with an unrequited love with alternative bands and radio set in the background? I heard a quote from Robin recently about the first time he heard the Blossoms on the radio. He said he was overlooking the Phx lights, on a date making out. I just shook my head because I guarantee you he had me on KQ. I am sure I was playing it, it was probably the day we added Dusted. I know I was the first to play them on KUKQ. In fact, I am such a stupid pack rat; I still have the index card from KQ. (We had all songs on a card system; you initialed the card when you played a song) So are my memories of that time period worth repeating? Maybe as I tell someone or blog but probably not a novel. I need to think on it. I would love to write another fictional story. That seems ten times easier than real life.

Sloan is playing their Canadian Music Week show as I type. I am ok not being there. It just didn’t seem to be the right time to go back yet. I would guess I will sneak to a Detroit show so I can visit. My heart is thinking about the NS trip now, not really much of anything else.