Oh, KISD FM, so that’s it. The countdown’s over. I successfully recorded every single song on that sucker. Plus some extras. As with any radio-taping marathon, there’s always a bit of a letdown as the euphoria of hearing all that awesome music ebbs away. And in this case, there was also a sick feeling in my gut. Because the DJ said that they were going to re-do the countdown all over again. Oh man. . .
I don’t remember for sure, but I feel pretty confident that I got into an argument with my parents that I HAD to stay in my room all day to record this countdown. That this was a once-in-a-lifetime event that would never happen again. Except that it was happening again. Like right now. With 1989 drawing to a close, my first big decision of the ’90s was going to be what to do about this re-broadcast business. . .