I've been listening to the Dumptruck album "for the country", all day.
1987, what a year. I was working at Our Price, I was happy, settled, carefree. The songs I heard in 87 opened my eyes and ears to a world of possibility, of love and hope. The records from that year might not be the greatest records ever made, but when I listen to them now - they feel like that, to me.
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