posted by eccentric recluse at 2:28 PM
I am a middle aged, retired curmudgeonly type, who keeps to himself and sometimes reminds others of a serial killer. I am gratified that you are taking the time to read this, but still I wonder; what brings you here? was it the 'next blog' button? anyway, welcome. Feel free to comment, I will feel free to bleep 'em out if I think it necessary. My posting style is a subtle blend of chaos theory and jazz/bop riffing, fed by the stacatto notions that seem to appear on one neural synapse or another. I apologize in advance for any spelling, grammatical or syntax errors that you might find--my style requires that I ennunciate these thoughts quickly, before my attention span shifts....
This is where the embedded music went.
2 Comments:
Ricky! Harriet was always so proud when she introduced her son for the closing song after each episode.
Now that I listen to this throught the speakers at home, I can hear a little degradation of sound quality--in particular some weird UFO phase-shifting distortion. But not real bad.
Or am I hearing the original "echo chamber" on the master tape?
-R
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