Segunda-feira 18 Mar 2013, 11h:49
I have a strong memory of how it happened, the very day when my life was changed by music. It was 1977 and I was 12 years old and up until that day music for me was the jingly “hooray for everything” effervescence of the radio in our house witch was permanently stuck on an AM channel that projected either rainbows and happiness or maudlin sentimentality.
My brother’s friend was driving us to the local squash courts for our Friday night game, he slammed in an audio cassette and with no other introduction than “listen to this” he turned the…