A former acquaintance used to do a song, the chorus of which was "Life is hard when you're living in Oxnard," that fair city being far enough from LA to cause AM reception problems. Guy calls up the radio station and requests a song for his girl, but in Oxnard it comes in as "I-I-I Lo-oh-oh-ove Yo-o-oou," etc. In the last verse, the guy makes it big, upgrades his life, moves to LA, picks up penthouse phone, calls DJ and requests song again. It still comes in the same way, because hey, it's a fifties tune and they all sounded like that. Ba-Barbara Ann, and Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Marry Me, and probably too many more besides. And every time I say that's fifties, my wife from Kansas says, "Gee, I think of it as sixties."

No real point to any of that, was there??

tjc