Early-Morning Nostalgia Trip.

5:25 a.m. In a cab sloshing through HUGE raindrops down LaSalle.

And on the radio comes Jukebox Hero. Holy crap. When was the last time I heard this song. I’m sure all my Foreigner was on cassette tape, wonder if I ever replaced those with CDs…I’ll have to check when I get home. Yes, they were a total cheeseball rock band in so many ways, but this music, this IS high school to me. Man, I loved this band.

…jukebox hero, got stars in his eyes…