In music and in life, the train keeps on moving …

I know, I know. So much nostalgia up in here. It smells like old newspapers and LPs. Like my grandma’s basement. Then again, that’s where I found all my uncle’s Stones and Zeppelin records.

My final Oregonian column. Been a lot of fun.

Onward …

In music and in life, the train keeps on moving …

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