You’re A Teenager – You Just Moved To Denver – It’s October 1964 – First Day – New School And Kids Stare At You –
There’s no feeling quite like it. New town, new neighborhood, new school – first day in that new school. You walk down the hall to your homeroom, and you know everyone is looking at you like you’re Atomic waste or worse; you’re going to explode. Nobody knows you, but they wonder – and you wonder why they wonder. Is your fly open? Are you wearing your shirt inside-out? Did you sit in something?
Girls look at you with a combination of bafflement and curiosity. Do guys from L.A. really look that different from everybody else in the country? No. Just you. You look different – you look weird, and everyone will avoid you like the plague as long as you’re here. Welcome to your first day in a new school. At least there’s music.
And in 1964, Music was the glue that held everything together – and radio was the tube that held that glue. There was a time when Top-40 Radio was the be-all/end-all for growing up – it was the place that offered comfort, good times, nursed heartaches, celebrated first meetings; it was the clearing house for creating impressions that stuck with us for years after. They become our nostalgia; the touchstones which represented a place and a time. But it’s the same with every generation, whether it’s 1964, 1974, 1984, 1994 or 2014 – the music is different, the situations are most likely the same. The impressions, the feelings that become synonymous with a place and time are there no matter what or when. And that’s just the way it is.
So, here is a slice of growing up in 1964, as presented by KIMN in Denver one morning in October – the music may ring bells for all kinds of reasons, or it may mean nothing to you.
Or it may have been just another day.