Change is Refreshing

One of my earliest musical recollections was riding my bike on our street, and hearing Jan and Dean's "Surf City" coming from the bedroom window of a house down the street. I loved that song, and immediately turned my green Stingray around, raced to my bedroom, slamming the door behind me, and turned on the Realistic transistor radio to KHJ to catch the final minute of the song. I think that was one of the first times I recall the hair on the back of my neck tingling. The tune bounced around my music-hungry mind and stuck, as many more have done over the years... [ more ]