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Riding the Wav.
Radio Memories
Side A - Side BIt sounds cliché to say "as far back as I can remember," and yet it’s the spontaneous phrase that comes to mind to explain this visceral attraction to the Airwaves. Radio.
The Almighty Mic.
My childhood dream: to speak into the microphone and be heard on the transistor radio! Such an outdated vocabulary today. I don’t have anything left of my first words on Radio. Some memories are meant to take on a sepia tone, to survive only in the memory of their main agent. That's how it is, and probably a good thing.
Fading Waves, Intact Memories
Others, however, defy time. Digital technology has frozen some of these waves, encapsulated them, preserved them, making them listenable at will. These ones, for example…
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