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Blast From The Past

Poet and Author Nick Sweet reminds us of days gone by in this fast paced poem.

I miss those jocks of yesteryear, those wonderful deejays
Who energized the airwaves in so many ways
A pack of P.M. poets, sultans of the squib
Their frenzied flow of live jive, rhythmical and glib

Back then my small transistor was friendly broadcast balm
For adolescent acne and always sweaty palms,
Whenever my life seemed like hell, I turned the dial toward heaven
And tuned in Wild Willy on one-o-six-point seven

This is Wild Willy, king of the kilocycles, conveyor of country classics ‘bout
Tear-stained pillows and armadillos, buckin’ broncs and honky tonks,
Rowdy guys, unfaithful wives and heavy hearts hurtin’ in 4/4 time

The moment that the ads came on, I’d twist the dial once more
To seek out Alexander Heat on Smokin’ 94

It’s Alex Heat in the driver’s seat, I got stacks of wax,
platters that matter, a smatter of chatter and patter that flatters,
Let’s start in the golden grooveyard, it’s old dust, but it’s gold dust,
A stroll in the rain down memory lane

Sometimes close to 2 a.m. before the station knocks off
I’d locate Late Night Larry, the jock who rocks your socks off

ARE YOU READY for some white hot, sock hop, flip top,
non-stop be bop?
ARE YOU READY for the low down, new found, high ground
uptown boss sound?
ARE YOU READY for the slip slide, flip side, joyride, lost tribe,
cool vibes?
ARE YOU READY for some new moon, back room, rough-hewn
big boom soul tunes?

I was always ready, and I had always known
With Larry and his colleagues on that I was not alone

Even on the bleakest nights of lonely teenage angst
I truly owed my “on-air” friends a debt of blessed thanks
If I’d battled with my parents, or if my heart was broken
I’d call them at the station; their lines were always open


About Nick Sweet

I have been a freelance stage director for over 40 years, with most of my productions being in Oklahoma. I also have written a musical, Nanyehi, The Story of Nancy Ward, with singer/songwriter Becky Hobbs, which is being produced this year on May 4th & 5th at the Hard Rock Casino Theatre (The Joint) in Tulsa, Okla. In 2001 I directed the outdoor drama, Trail of Tears in Talequah, OK, written by my friend, Joe Sears, native Oklahoman and Tony nominated actor/writer for the Greater Tuna series. I have been writing poetry and short stories for most of the last 40 years as well. I teach a yearly specialty theatre/literature enrichment program for 4th graders in the Bartlesville School system called Spotlight.


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