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Originally Posted by The Poet
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When I was a bitty turd, I had a pocket crystal radio that was a biege plastic rectangular box with a jack for the crusty earplug. Then there was an antenna like thing you slid in and out that served as a crude dial. I loved that thing.
When I got old enough to really love music, I got some Who, Nugent, and Elvis Costello. I think those came for my birthday.
Then I haunted the bargain junk bin at Record Mart for years. That's where I found everything worth finding.
I bet it took me two years to find Hey, Hey, What Can I Do? on 45. It was the only way it could be gotten and I looked EVERYWHERE. One guy at Record Mart actually said to me, after seeing me there every other day for a couple years, and me asking about that 45 a hundred times, "we had two yesterday but they were gone immediately."
I killed him.
Almost forgot...
I checked the notes on that tune and added &fmt=18 to the url to catch it in stereo. 3 times.
