so i'm working late. everyone else has gone home. and i'm listening to my new favouritest radio station CiTR when suddenly a little snippet of music starts playing. i go funny all over. i stop what i'm doing. i sit by the radio. and i wait with bated breath. and suddenly. he starts to talk. and it's like the coolest thing on earth. john peel. my old night time buddy. my musical educator. my idea of the perfect dad. he's on the radio. JOHN FUCKING PEEL. and i was happy all the way home.
6:39 p.m. - August 09, 2002
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