Oldies FM radio still entrances me. I find myself searching through the radio during road trips, and I hear these sounds still beamed from small stations in the Smoky Mountains and over the Great Plains. These sounds originated with the first rebellious seeds of the earliest rock and rollers and continued on a line through the DIY spirit bursting from garages in the middle '60s, that first weird bend toward psychedelia and then on through the singers huddled near barrel fires - the earliest machinations of doo-wop and soul.
So, this music is for grandparents now, or so I'm told. Music for when my grandparents were young and wild and thoroughly out of control. This is a document of that time.

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