This time of year I, maybe you too, get a bit sentimental. With the rain we've been having this song came to mind. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pqttl9aWm0&feature=em-share_video_user
The bakery in Iron Mountain closed.( late 1964)...I was out of a job....I knew being in a rock and roll band in Iron Mountain, Mi...would not get me very far. Went to Milwaukee for radio broadcasting school.(never been to a big city before) All alone in an attic with one light bulb, a cot located above a tavern. The only place I could find for $10 a week.
Of course, hearing this song made me think about it even more back then but it made me realize that I was not alone if someone wrote a song about the same situation.
I stayed. Found a friend later at school and we got a real apartment, Started a new rock and roll band in Milwaukee, recorded a record...then went on to a radio station in Rogers City, Mi......Hope you don't mind telling part of my life history. I am sure many of you have had similar experiences.
Give a listen....Cheers, Joe
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