IN THE STUDIO for the 30th Anniversary of THE CARS "Candy O"
Hosted by Redbeard, 'In the Studio' is a nationally syndicated radio 'rock-u-mentary' program dedicated to telling the stories of the greatest albums in Rock n' Roll history. Ric Ocasek and Greg Hawkes of THE CARS join Redbeard for the 30th anniversary of 'Candy O'.
Stop by www.inthestudio.net to preview the show and find a radio station near you for the broadcast. The interview will be streamable on www.inthestudio.net the week of July 13th.
THE CARS:
Founded in 1977 by Ric Ocasek and Benjamin Orr, The Cars shook up the music scene with their distinctive sound and modern aesthetic, both of which continue to influence musical style today. A dominant presence on the charts throughout the 1980s, the band released six multi-platinum albums that spawned over a dozen top twenty hits and led to sold out tours worldwide.
UFO JIM... (Thanks for the Add)! "...Solos with one of the strangest most unearthly guitar tones ever heard..." See: The UFOjim song..."Alien Portal" on...www.lastfm.com... (www.google.com)
I've loved your stuff since it first came out. Quirky, a little odd, intelligent and rockin'. A couple of the first songs I ever sang were Just What I Needed and My Best Friend's Girl... Great songs, great influences and great memories!
JUST WANNA SAY HI & HOPE UR OK.......... THANK U 4 THE COMMENT!!! HAVE A GREAT ROCKIN WEEK!!!!!!!! HUGSSSSSSSS KISSSSSSSSSES ALL MY LOVE 2 YA!!!!!! LOVE FANTASY
thanks for the tunes. Honestly I only know Heartbeat City. I believe other albums are of different sound. This is how much I know about you but promise to verify that information and get to know better your music. because ,,music is my only religion''
JUST WANNA SAY HI & HOPE UR OK.......... THANK U 4 THE COMMENT!!! HAVE A GREAT ROCKIN WEEK!!!!!!!! HUGSSSSSSSS KISSSSSSSSSES ALL MY LOVE 2 YA!!!!!! LOVE FANTASY
The turkey shot out of the oven and rocketed into the air, it knocked every plate off the table and partly demolished a chair.
It ricocheted into a corner and burst with a deafening boom, then splattered all over the kitchen, completely obscuring the room.
It stuck to the walls and the windows, it totally coated the floor, there was turkey attached to the ceiling, where there'd never been turkey before.
It blanketed every appliance, it smeared every saucer and bowl, there wasn't a way I could stop it, that turkey was out of control.
I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure, and thought with chagrin as I mopped, that I'd never again stuff a turkey with popcorn that hadn't been popped