It was Spring of 1989, Charlotte, NC. The business establishment doesn't really matter as I'm sure it's long gone by now. We had traveled to see They Might Be Giants play a show that evening. Now, at that time, to my 21-year-old eyes, those guys looked SO OLD. I remember wondering where my college radio crowd would be in 20 years. How would we age?
Would we ever really grow up? Would we make suburbanite families? Would our kids have damaged hearing because we dragged them all over the southeast to see our favorite bands play? Would we ever have real jobs? What would it all look like?
Fast forward to Spring of 2008. I have my answers, at least a lot of them. Those of us who aren't Baptist missionaries, or Episcopalian priests, or high-powered D.C. bigwigs, or the Hasbro VP in charge of all the Star Wars toys, or Hootie, are doing this.
Cool.
Maybe you can't go back to Constantinople. . .
. . . but Istanbul's pretty cool, too.
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Who's the high-powered DC bigwig? 'Cuz it sure as heck ain't me... In a 10,000-watt town, I'm just a 40-watt bulb. :)
Actually, I had left the college radio scene long before we met. WUSC and CGSM were two acronyms that didn't mix well!
The show was at the Pterodactyl club ...
And yes, some of us now have suburbanite families and real jobs but still listen to old TMBG albums and college radio from time to time. :)
Anonymous,
Thanks, you're right--it was at the Pterodactyl Club, which apparently is still open!!
My heart is just warmed that someone else remembers :)
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