A Christmas Yuleblog

Here it is... the FINAL album review from ALL the albums that I downloaded last year from Ernie (not Bert)'s blog ! This one comes to us from the good folks at your local Mobil gas station. It's hard to believe now but there was a time when gas station attendants is crisp clean uniforms would pump your gas, clean your windshields, and check your oil and fluids under the hood. Then came the premiums. You could have gotten S&H green stamps, free road maps, cute plush mascot toys for the kiddies (the Exxon tiger was a fave), even cutlery and glassware as a premium when you filled up your tank (for around $10) back in the late 1960s or 1970s. For those of you ages 20 or under, hard to believe, eh? Again I googled Robert Way and the title of this album and got Ernie's blog and little else. So once again, I've posted the back cover so you can read for yourself about who Robert Way is: It only looks deadly dull but this album is a breath of fresh air! Way is a ...