"Turn around, turn around, it's on the other side." ~ Kansas
The summer is 1979, my transistor radio mostly in a drawer, my sister's discarded basement stereo now in my room upstairs. I can't remember when I first encountered Kansas. I actually visited the place itself around that summer, my now weatherman brother working the storms he loved. Later I'd encounter storms there too. It takes storms sometimes to trigger an Awakening. I have Kansas to thank for some of that, in many more ways than one.
This song was all about the empty page for me. And also about much More. I still listen to this song today. We think we know the empty pages we are supposed to write. The ones we are supposed to write are never empty.