This is how it would inevitably go down: my parents would go out, and I was charged with babysitting my three younger siblings. The tradeoff was that I had a green light to watch Saturday Night Live, most of which went right over my head, but some of which I liked, or found interesting, or funny. But the important thing was THE MUSICAL GUEST, because this was one of the few places you would get any exposure to things like this. But, my parents would generally arrive home right before the firs...
Published on February 15, 2015 21:44