The oldies station in Western Mass
is different than in NYC.
When spinning the dial
I heard a “Kansas City”
that had no “Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah”s
which caused a shock
with their absence.

This was an older oldies experience
which is what I sought in ancient music,
a time before mine,
an educational tool,
a trail into something new
(that was something really old).

Massachusetts brought me there.
Of course, this was a long time ago.
The station is probably playing eighties jams now
– if they even exist.