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Charlotte Zureick's avatar

Standing outside a broken phone booth with money in my hands by Primitive Radio Gods for some reason takes me back to camping trips. I think I listened to it on a radio in the tent and I really liked the song. Nice post!

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Randy Osborne's avatar

My earliest musical memory is a 45 on the record player, Nat King Cole singing "Ramblin' Rose," released in 1962 when I was seven years old. I can still see the label. My mother loved that song, and I wondered why, and continued to wonder over the years. Probably she ... a housewife first, then divorced, then tied to a dead-end job before she met a new man with money ... liked to imagine herself a Rose, ramblin'. The way men like to imagine themselves as the wanderer, that song.

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