I asked a team bus driver what kind of music riders liked to listen to while going to races, or during transfers, since he said he never got to pick the music. When I asked this, the poor guy looked like a beaten man. He painfully rubbed his eyes for effect, and proceeded to make a thumping bass sound with his mouth, followed by some high-pitched beeping sounds in a frantic tempo. His description was accompanied by some New Jersey style fist pumping.
You/me = same language. No spring chicken either … in fact it seems like a lifetime ago but we put on a big party here in the early 90’s that was headlined by UR. Fun days, when we could almost get away with anything
I will say/have to add … I’ve met some cool people in my life but there’s something in the water in Detroit … per capita the coolest people I’ve ever met, without any close 2nd. Unfortunately, I’ve never been there.