Vinyl Voyage Radio

A few weeks ago, my friend Tom Flannery posted an article about Peter Frampton on his blog .  He unabashedly proclaimed that "Frampton kicks ass" and that the "young punks can learn a thing or two from the bald guy." "I used to stand in front of my mirror," Tom writes, "tennis racket as a guitar, and sing along to 'Lines On My Face'. I was 17." That post got me a little nostalgic for Frampton. A few years ago, I checked out Frampton Comes Alive! from the library and burned it onto my computer.  I'm not even sure I listened to the album then; I just thought it was something I should have.  However, I now wanted to listen to Frampton as it was intended to be: on vinyl and loud.  So, I found a copy at a local record store.  I listened to the whole thing, something I don't think I have done for decades.  Yes, decades. And, I must say, listening to the album again as a 43 year old, I am impressed that Tom Flannery stood in fro...