And when I listen to the Untouchables singing Freak in the Street I think of cooking bacon and eggs in our campus apartment at 2 a.m. when we were supposed to be doing our homework. We made Guido cook.

And now that I think of that apartment, and its kitchen, I think of Madness' One Step Beyond and the stuffed calamari that Guido and Mike cooked with the music blaring and we all got so excited we tilted the sofa onto its side and slid it into the kitchen.

And when I listen to the Violent Femmes I think of being on the beach at Hilton Head in the spring of 1985.

This could go on and on...