The year is 1977. You’re one of the biggest stars of the time. To whom do you owe your success? The voice of a spirit who watches over you in your newly purchased studio. The voice being called ‘Jake’ taught you everything you know about performance, even writing your songs. Tonight is much like any other night for you, walking in and waiting for him to make his presence known. “My little angel of the airways.” Jake crooned to her, the speakers in the booth amplifying his smooth tone to her.