Its a Diver Down night, that classic Van Halen album from 1982.
I distinctly remember being a middle-schooler out past my bedtime, returning from a school-related dinner at Applegate’s Landing, which is what passed for a fancy restaurant in Columbia, SC. Probably a chorus-related thing, now that I think about it. A few students and I were being driven by my friend’s mother in her BMW 320i. The muggy night air was blowing through the sunroof and this album was playing on the stereo.
I thought that was the coolest car I’d ever seen and became determined to own one someday. That night gave me a small taste of adulthood, an night when you try on the clothes just to see if they fit. Those were good times.
I’m especially glad I got to catch up with one of my best friends from that era during a recent trip to Charlotte.