the EAST-WEST case

First of all; it´s for me amusing to try to tell stories like this in english.
(....because of long distance readers, I know some of you are.)
I think it was in the year 1969. I was in bed. listening to the radio. The same radio (swedish made Dux ?) that strangely survived it´s own fire sometime earlier. Bad smelling smoke, but we had good great openable windows. By the way, even earlier, in the same room me and one of my friends had put some kind of gasoline on a wooden Alamo-castle with plastic cowboys.
I never do that anymore.
We memorized it on Super-8. Real fire indoors, close-ups when brave men melted down....Dark, poisionfilled smoke even this time, but fortunatley we had good great openable windows.
This was the alternative movie to for example Poopeye the Sailorman, the incredible macho who always got his girl ( after saved her from very dangerous situations ).

We knew nothing, about computers, absolutely nothing about the webb. But somehow the fantasy was working... In my bed, listening to the radio, heard the broadcasting from the otherside of the atlantic, a man named Claes Dahlgren had some news.
For the moment he thought swedish listeners should listen to a special number, about 13 minutes long, something called"East-West", with the Paul Butterfield Bluesband.
By writing this, you know my impression. It was the first time I reflected over the wonder with improvisation over the borderlines. Today "world-music" is common, even many times nothing interesting because of the total massindustry, with lots of digital discodrums.

Anyway, I later bought the record and I still have it somewhere.
I think Mike Bloomfield played a Telecaster. The model is a good invention. Just lately, (unbelieveable) , for the first time, I checked it up. It was a copy, made somewhere in in the East......WOW, you lightly little slidy.
I wanna buy.
For me you are perfect.
I like conventionals.