There was a moment of panic for Rock moments after he climbed from his bed on Friday morning. It was a few minutes past nine o'clock, and he realized he hadn't played a single song from the cartridge they gave him for his new radio show. He remembered being in the studio earlier, while it was still dark, waiting with several of his co-hosts for a live group of jazz singers to finish.
Everyone at the station had seemed excited about Rock's show. It was primarily a talk format, with music sprinkled in, or at least that's what he thought he understood. But now he wasn't sure why he was at home. He was afraid for a moment that he had simply left the station in the middle of the show, driven to his house, and fallen asleep.
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