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in 1966, my family had moved into the n.eastern part of louisiana. i was 12 yrs. old then. probably; when i was 13, i somehow got turned onto 'beaker street'. it seemed, thatat11p.m. on saturday night, as i lay on the top bunk-bed, that acertain magical atmosphere descended upon my world. frigid pink's version of house of the rising sun heralded a plethera of unfamiliar, but intriging/mystical sounds. a long=time friend, who lived in little rock at the time, and i {and certainly many others
] shall have lasting memories of the impressions that "the street" made upon us. and it was a bitchin' powerful station! on a clear night, it was a good companion on I=10 well into the florida panhandle. just thought i'd throw out a few memories. i'm quite sure that many of us were connected despite space, but not time... clyde's voice was probably, tome, much more spacey than the music. in my mind, a mental image of beaker street, would be; not unlike the cover of "ziggy stardust".
thanks clyde
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