Setting the "way back machine" to the late 60's

Of late, I've found myself thinking of my time in Europe spending my misbegotten youth behind a microphone and next to a couple of turntables. It's been a trip down memory lane, amplified by my I-pod getting a cash infusion in the form of a gift card, and my own Pandora internet radio (playing in my ears as I compose this). Bryan Hyland's "Sealed with a Kiss" playing right now, as a matter of fact.

Those familiar with Jay Ward and The Adventures of Rocket J. ("Rocky") Squirrel and Bullwinkle J. Moose will also remember Mr. Peabody and Sherman - hence the reference to the "way back machine". If only time travel were possible, one wonders how you'd change things.

But it's not, right?........but then again I never thought the "replicator" on Star Trek was really possible until I recently saw a video of an incredible 3D printer (see this link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SboxMsSz5Aw&feature=player_embedded ). If that doesn't work, just google 3D Printer. Now that we've established the future is now, back to the story.

So, there I was adding stuff to my I-pod, and probably driving my wife crazy as she likes peace and quiet more than listening to me rock out in the other room, but the funny thing is that of late my tastes have mellowed. No longer content to just listen to the Beach Boys, Eagles and the Mamas and Papas, I've been adding Neil Sedaka and Bobby Darin and (OMG) Barry Manilow and Neil Diamond. Yes, just shoot me - Bette Midler, Streisand and Cher ("Believe" and "Turn Back Time") are revealing I'm getting dangerously close to my "feminine side". Anybody got a vial of testosterone? I may need a shot soon.

Now, before you think I've switched teams (sorry, guys), I'm also rocking out to Jefferson Starship ("We Built This City") and Katrina and the Waves ("Walking on Sunshine"), and Timbuk 3 doing "Future's So Bright". I've done both sides of Madonna with "Material Girl" as well as "Don't Cry For Me, Argentina". Olivia Newton John's "Physical" and Sheryl Crow's "All I Want To Do" also reside on my I-pod. Oh, can't forget Cyndi Lauper's "Girls Just Want To......" so maybe I better end this and go bitch slap myself back to that place where I was just enjoying myself playing those car songs and being "Footloose", where life was a whole lot simpler and I was just another pretty face behind the microphone. I still remember my buddies telling me "you have a face for radio". Of course, the best part of being on radio - and especially in Stuttgart where I was the only USAF guy on an Army facility - was that military haircuts were easily ditched. If they couldn't see you, they couldn't catch you. You'll note my non-military locks as I boarded a boat in Amsterdam on R&R ("rock and roll, naturally).

Forty years later, I still find myself asking "Does Anybody REALLY Know What Time It Is?" and I guess the answer is "it's my time". So, signing off from station WILD, and breaking on through to the other side. Be sure to close the Doors behind you.