Remember that yearbook photo I mentioned a couple weeks ago, the one of ZZ Top that my buddy Kurt Stephensen captioned so as to suggest that he, I, and our mutual friend Chad Skinner were the guys with the furry guitars? Well, here it is:

I know this is probably of interest to only three guys in the whole world — one of whom is typing this, and the other two may not even know this blog exists — but seeing this shot again after so long brings a smile to my face. It takes me right back to a time and a place when you defined yourself by what music you listened to, being cool was paramount, and your highest ambition was to own a muscle car with a tape deck. A cassette deck, not one of those crappy old 8-track things that were still floating around in ’84. The car would probably have to be done up in gray primer because you couldn’t afford actual paint, not after installing that Blaupunkt. Not that that mattered, though, because the chicks would dig it anyway. We had no solid evidence of this, but it was obvious, right? Because chicks dig cars, man… just look at those ZZ Top videos! They wouldn’t lie to us, would they?