All you have to do to get my attentin is type “1969″…that whishes me back to a year when it looked like my Knicks, my Jets, and my Mets would be perrennial championship winners, and of course the music and marches would carry us to peace and social justice, and all this would usher in an age of great happiness, especially for this teenaged kid dreamer living on some block in the bowels of the City.

So yeah, 1969, and i will look forward to seeing this new picture. Keep the faith, brother.