Saturday, 11 June 2011
i can't take the pace really i can't...
"a song that reminds you of somewhere"
the entire john denver repertoire on the radio cassettte all the way to cornwall i don't know how many years in row. too many. i wouldn't torture you. quite why we didn't have more tapes is a mystery still. and it was a day and half drive. at least. more probably. almost every bowie record is my sister's bedroom with me banging on the wall. you just can't like the same records as your little sister. unless she pinched them off of you then you just like them a little less. and walmer bridge village hall is all manner of joy and pain. something for everyone. the rockers in a circle banging heads too school haired but dreaming of leathers and unimaginary guitars the farmer's boys and girls lined up for quo and the big bagged soulers tank topped and taking up the whole room same steps same songs every fortnight... clap your hands now...
the velvelettes - needle in a haystack