For a while when I was a youngster, Aerosmith’s Toys in the Attic was my favorite album.  I first heard it in my cousin Dave’s garage on Concord Avenue in Elyria.  He had an automobile 8 track tape player and speakers hanging from the wall, wired up to a car battery sitting on a work bench.  That was our place to get away from the adults talking about fishing, hunting, TV, football or church.  That garage was, in a sense, our TV and our church.

Here’s some related shite I found on the Internet: