I remember in the olden days music was cherished one song at a time. I would hear a song on the radio, take a liking to it and then hope desperately to hear it again. Those tunes that resonated the most became obsessions as I tried to figure out a way to raise the money to go buy the single.
I remember riding my cool Sting-Ray bicycle all the way downtown to buy the song, “Hooked on a Feeling,” by BJ Thomas, complete with the awesome ooga-chacka intro. The song, coupled with a crush on a hot girl, could just about make you lose your balance.
I remember it seemed like I had to save up $200 to get the Beatles album “Hey Jude,” which I still have, by the way, and it can be played on either of my two record players. Now it sounds like it was recorded in outer space thousands of years ago, but I have never regretted the sacrifice it took to buy that album.
Source: Desert News
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