Holy crap! Thanks to my school pal (and self-described "pack rat") Jeanne, this saved issue of the Oconomowoc (WI.) Jr. High Bulldog Bulletin has come to my attention this morning, featuring a front page review of PETER FRAMPTON. This is what happens when you give free reign to a 14-year-old editor/writer. WHICH WAS ME. I believe I spent the bulk of my 9th grade year "editing" the Bulldog Bulletin, which meant squirreling myself away alone with a typewriter in the big closet used to store extra textbooks and bulk paper. I could play my radio, eat and drink, dance by myself, and generally completely screw off under the guise of compiling stories from correspondents, re-writing, doing the paste-up, and running the printer. If I felt really bold, I would sometimes light up a cigarette, only fearing discovery by the janitor, who kept a few extra supplies in there, too.

As a side note, I will tell you that the Frampton concert I mention also featured Gary Wright (the "Dreamweaver" guy who I would not see again until 2010 as a member of Ringo Starr's band -- TRY TO PREDICT THAT, HUH), and Cheap Trick. I was confused by Bun. E. Carlos; I thought he must've been someone's dad. GOOD TIMES.

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Peter Frampton, "Do You Feel Like We Do"