“Ha, this song is so weird,” my mom wrinkles her nose, breaking my trance. I was drifting in and out of sleep during our seven-hour car ride from Greater Boston to Lancaster. Upon her comment, I ...
In the late 1980s, Elizabeth Ai liked to pile into a car with her not-that-much-older uncle and aunts and ride around Orange County, California, blasting New Wave music and getting away from their ...