You can't go back to 1982. The cars are in museums. The cassette decks are broken. The rest stops have been remodeled into Starbucks.
A night trip in 1982 wasn't just travel. It was a liminal space. night trip 1982
There are certain phrases that act like a key turning in an old lock. is one of them. You can't go back to 1982
If you close your eyes, what do you hear? For me, it’s the distant echo of a late-night DJ introducing "Night Moves" by Bob Seger, or maybe the synth arpeggios of "The Ghost in You" by The Psychedelic Furs. In 1982, the airwaves got lonely after midnight. It was the era of the power ballad and the slow burn. what do you hear? For me