Like many other publications, Classic Rock Magazine ends each year with an issue compiling the best and worst of the past year. In years past, I purchased my monthly copy of CRM from a bookstore and avoided this issue assuming it would be a rehash of articles from previous issues. With the closing of […]
What began as an innocent swamping out of our linen closet turned into an adventure when I discovered the long missing high school annuals from my days at Marquette Senior High. The summary from my freshman year was kind of fun and it was surprising how many little details popped into my head perusing […]
It has been a while since I updated the old “welcome to WOAS-FM” page so that is in the offing over this Christmas Break. We have been granted a $1000 grant from the State of Michigan for the third consecutive year to run our Don’t be Distracted public service campaign (part of the statewide Strive […]
Little Steven himself doesn’t give other people advice. “Oh, you can’t be stupider than me,” he was recently quoted in Classic Rock Magazine, “leaving the E-Street Band when I did, it’s one of those things you look back on and say (it) was a tragic mistake.” He was referring to his being a big […]
I idly wrote the title of this FTV one day when thinking back about hauling my drum set around over the years. Like the kid who decides to play the tuba in the school band, one does not sling a drum set under one’s arm and walk home after school. Luckily for me, the school […]
“The Lake, it is said, never gives up her dead, when the skies of November turn gloomy”. If there is a more haunting lyric about Lake Superior than this, I have never heard it. This is the second line in the first verse of the song he wrote about the sinking of the Edmund […]
If there are tasks that breed procrastination more than cleaning closets, I can’t think of any. When one views this process as a form of exploration, however, there is a plus side. Our long neglected linen closet recently yielded a source of entertainment that had not seen the light of day for at least […]
The first time I remember telling my buddy Mitch about Uriah Heep he was either half listening or he was pulling my leg when he responded, “You’re a heap? A heap of what?” Heep’s hit Easy Living was playing on the radio and I had commented how much I would like to learn this song […]
Would the Porcupine Mountain Music Festival’s 13th edition prove to be a convergence of bad luck? For people who suffer from triskaidekaphobia, it would seem that PMMF # 13 would have been the one to avoid. For those of us who harbor no such fears, we would have found that the unnatural fear of […]
During the two years I played in Knockdown, we only played for one frat party. We had our regular monthly three nighter at the NCO club (guitar player Ray was a Sergeant in accounting, so we had an inside track with the NCOs), numerous party dates at both the NCO and the Officer’s club, company […]