24th
December
2011
When you forget the middle ingredient
Busily flipping through the channels, I recognized The Voice. For those of us that listen to CBC in the car, there is only one man that merits the moniker… Stuart McLean. Funny, I’ve gone all these years without sync between the face and the voice. After all, the Vinyl Café is all about the tales, not the winks and nods.
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