I started listening to Coast to Coast with my dad anytime e were driving at night. Art Bells voice makes me think of staying up late under my bed covers with a hand held radio and earphones en-rapped in thrilling and terrifying, or sometimes just fascinating stories. I still listen with George but man...the station has never been the same since Art left, and now he's gone for good.
I picture him talking to beings in the afterworld, bug eyed and yelling "Holy shit so it is true! I thought my guests were crazy! "
I started listening to Coast to Coast with my dad anytime e were driving at night. Art Bells voice makes me think of staying up late under my bed covers with a hand held radio and earphones en-rapped in thrilling and terrifying, or sometimes just fascinating stories. I still listen with George but man...the station has never been the same since Art left, and now he's gone for good.
I picture him talking to beings in the afterworld, bug eyed and yelling "Holy shit so it is true! I thought my guests were crazy! "
I started listening to Coast to Coast with my dad anytime e were driving at night. Art Bells voice makes me think of staying up late under my bed covers with a hand held radio and earphones en-rapped in thrilling and terrifying, or sometimes just fascinating stories. I still listen with George but man...the station has never been the same since Art left, and now he's gone for good.
I picture him talking to beings in the afterworld, bug eyed and yelling "Holy shit so it is true! I thought my guests were crazy! "