So I was standing at the bus stop yesterday, idly being paranoid that if anyone wanted to secretly abduct me, on the way to our Wednesday is for Wheels band practice would be a good time, when I was approached by three black yutes, the leader of which started rapping in my direction the coincidentally relevant prognostication of CCR "big wheels keep on turning, yo." Yo back at you Brooklyn! Autumn in BK, there is nothing like it. At Psychedelic Night, I really enjoyed the Plastic Beef set which included Echo & the Bunnymen's "Killing Moon." We'll play a version at the Court House Bar & Grill in Massapequa Park this Saturday, with Andy singing lead, me harmony. It's bringing me right back to 1984... ... In third grade we were allowed to stay after school for I forget what kind of extra-ciriculars and take the late bus. The late bus driver had a longer route and played the radio loud. I was scared of Hall and Oates ("Maneater"). I liked Twisted Sister ("We're Not Gonna Take It") and Van Halen ("Jump") for back of the school bus anarchy. At home it was Cyndi Lauper ("Girls Just Wanna Have Fun") with her amazing rainbow colored fun world over the black and white trashy Madonna on the cover of Like A Virgin. And the quality of the vocal track on Nena's "99 Luftballons" cheers me to this day.