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Many years ago, on my deathbed, I took my as-yet-unborn children by the hand & I said to them, "Your father did many, many foolish things in his day, my loving sprogs. Initially I thought women would be impressed by my doggedness when later I realized it was stalking. There were people in the service industry who should never had had to deal with me at all. No one - I repeat no one - needn't suffer to hear me sing. & of course I never should have had that last cookie. But my one regret," I told them, hoping they could hear me over the sound of their little hearts breaking, "is that I never finished the indiepop a to z series on the radio. Could you do that for me, my descendants, my heirs, my quite probably illegitimate offspring?"
They looked kindly into my fading eyes & checked their phones. But one of them - the youngest, or maybe the oldest, or possibly one of those in-between, smiled & said, "Of course, father. But what is radio?"
That dismal future happened too long ago, but it's never too late for me to prevent it happening again. So please listen to another installment of the indiepop a to z series on tonight's Self Help Radio which is on WLXU, 93.9 fm in Lexington & online as well from 9-11pm eastern. Your past self will thank you, or curse you. It's not anything I can predict.