These are albums that my father had and that I listened to endlessly at an early, pre-teen stage. And then there was Ghoulardi. I was ten in 1963 when he went on air and 13 when he left Cleveland in 1966. After him I believe that I could only have perceived the nature of media and the possibilities of the narrative voice in particular ways. (It has been suggested by a number of us that the Cleveland/Akron event of the early 70s was attributable in large part to his influence.) Then I remember listening to talk programs on the radio: Alan Douglas, etc., all night long and even as I slept: flying saucers and conspiracies. I was 14. I couldn't understand rock music. The words were too hard to figure but I did like Herb Alpert. Then my buddy and me in high school made stuff and I listened to the typical high school stuff of the time:
My last year at high school I bought Uncle Meat by Zappa and, then, Hot Rats. I heard Beefheart singing Willie The Pimp. He sounded cool. I went out and within a week bought Trout Mask Replica, Mirror Man and Strictly Personal. I still couldn't understand the words (but it didn't seem to matter anymore). Then I dropped out of school and lived with some white panther types. I was 17. At the communal house we listened endlessly to: