Party on! But if I was Wayne and Garth, I would beg to roar back into the studio. Skedaddles is my cat who rocks with me in the basement of doom.
What a shame it made me delete its Instagram account.
Skedaddles used to follow my Monkee business until it lost interest in Fernando’s Hideaway, started reading cool Dana Carvey quotes, returned to the real world in the Brewington community, and treated other cats with the utmost kindness. Now the cat wants to change its name to Catherine.
I’m drumming and dreaming of community radio. It’s a savage world.
I think now more folks are interested in soul music and streaming new sound. Most people will always enjoy live concerts. Fewer people are interested in radio. Music can serve as a means of communication when it’s not isolating and dividing us on social media. Party on. Rock on. The soul is the truth of who we are. In a world of music and jerks, what are old requested music genres on the radio? I’m a mild-mannered reporter saying “It’s raining cats and dogs!”