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Eve
San Francisco, CA
"I'm holding one of the only cassettes I have left, Rupert Hine's "Wildest Wish to Fly". Our local public library had this girl on staff, Jill Rogers, who was quite possibly the coolest girl in the Midwest. She was responsible for the record collection, so the Greenwood Library had the most cutting edge new wave album collection you could imagine. I had read about Rupert Hine in "Smash Hits" and copied "Wildest Wish" to cassette immediately (as I did with all the cool records there) and listened to it over and over, I loved that record.
A couple of years later I switched schools and actually met Jill Rogers, and we became fast friends. She gave me this tape, as well as some of the best mix tapes ever, many of which were ruined when the son of the woman my dad briefly left my mom for dumped a glass of orange juice in my tape collection, the rest stolen from my car in one of my many car break-ins when I lived in downtown Indianapolis. Right after incident one (OJ) and a couple of years before two (theft), I fucked her ex-boyfriend a couple of times. They'd been broken up for 4 or so years and she was living out of state with another guy, and I was stupid enough to think that that made it OK. Of course, it wasn't, and we had a huge fight and we haven't spoken in 17 years. I think about her all the time and wish we were still friends."
- Eve
