It may well have been recommended by the guy in the next room, named Bruce, who was the only person I ever knew who’d actually attended Woodstock Bruce was funny, mild-mannered, smart as heck, and - like me - a fish-out-of-water Northeastern US native attending a college in North Carolina. I’m not even sure what made me get it in the first place. The first rock album I bought while in college ( ever? holy cow, was I so out of sync that I can even seriously ask that question?) was Crosby, Stills, and Nash’s (pre-Neil Young) self-titled debut. ad infinitum? (My freshman-year roommates thought it hilarious that I came equipped for college with the complete oeuvre of Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass.)Įventually I got on board, and I hope the phrase “of course” is understood. How could I have slept through the Beatles, Rolling Stones, Jimi Hendrix, et al. This strikes many people (including me) as an oddity for someone who headed off to college in the late ’60s. Numerous times here, I’ve alluded to my late blooming as an appreciator of rock music.
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