I used to play this on the large 4-legged radio/stereo my parents had when I was a child; I would play the Firestone Christmas album (which song was on) over and over again...getting up from the couch to move the needle back to the beginning. New England winters could be rough...waiting for the plow to come followed by the salt truck...stuck inside until the roads were cleared. I used to listen to this song and think about becoming an adult who was in love and had that special someone to enjoy the cold and snowy holiday season with (oh, the innocent and hopeful dreams of a female child:)
Oh man listening to you recall is like stepping back with you. :) Most everyone on this
site has no idea what a record player is let alone a "needle" that isn't a syringe. :|
I remember the ice storms. Argh...rough-yes.
Oh man listening to you recall is like stepping back with you. :) Most everyone on this
site has no idea what a record player is let alone a "needle" that isn't a syringe. :|
I remember the ice storms. Argh...rough-yes.
I used to play this on the large 4-legged radio/stereo my parents had when I was a child; I would play the Firestone Christmas album (which song was on) over and over again...getting up from the couch to move the needle back to the beginning. New England winters could be rough...waiting for the plow to come followed by the salt truck...stuck inside until the roads were cleared. I used to listen to this song and think about becoming an adult who was in love and had that special someone to enjoy the cold and snowy holiday season with (oh, the innocent and hopeful dreams of a female child:)
Oh man listening to you recall is like stepping back with you. :) Most everyone on this site has no idea what a record player is let alone a "needle" that isn't a syringe. :| I remember the ice storms. Argh...rough-yes.
Oh man listening to you recall is like stepping back with you. :) Most everyone on this site has no idea what a record player is let alone a "needle" that isn't a syringe. :| I remember the ice storms. Argh...rough-yes.