Cheesy Song of the Day, July 14:
My mother had The Best of Olivia Newton-John album. I played it a little bit too much. We had a turntable that was in a cabinet in the family basement. So when everyone else was in bed, I would sneak down to the basement and play records. I didn’t have headphones so the volume would be super low. The lid would be propped up and I would lay my head down on the cabinet so I could hear every Olivia sing her Australian heart out. There were some nights when my stepfather would bust me, but I would ignore him. How did it hurt him that I was listening to Olivia Newton-John after midnight?
I will never know.