How embarrasing, a confession, a shame. I hear them now calling out "Shame on You".
It was at school a second had "45", it was Rod Stewart and he was sailing. How I could now wish that it was London calling to a faraway town, but it was sailing b/w'd Stone Cold Sober. It s funny how I knew the B-side asreliogiously as the a side back then.
The first legit "45" bought from Woolworths, in a land that time still had a Woolworths. A Woolworths that had not thrown a history down the pan of a global recession and that "45" was Darts' "Come Back my love".
And the "33" Elvis Greatest Hits. Was I looking for trouble?
And the "78 rpm" was a never used setting on the radiogram. Radiogram indeed. How quaint I am?
For all my never mind the teenage swagger grown old to the arthritic swing of a sister, I still am proud to know the words and sing badly out of tune to a "Love coming back to stay".
From declaring Hello this was Joanie was good and paying the price, to Mull of Kintyre and saying it was damn fine, when others were worrying about their safety pinned ear. I called YMCA a guture number one hit when it was only top forty. I will walk back and forth across the Rock'n'roll tracks.
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