Reflections on 40 years of radio
1982. On the front page of the local section of the town newspaper. A turntable to the left of me. A turntable to the right. My feet up on the desk, careful not to touch the pots and switches. Leaning back in my chair while the newspaper photographer takes a picture of the “teen deejay” who “says his job is real groovy.”
I didn’t say that, but it didn’t …
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