tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839580695171614261.post8014787225122540639..comments2023-11-03T12:45:06.591+00:00Comments on Why Miss Jones...: You make me feel alive (alive, alive)Miss Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11405389518233540306noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839580695171614261.post-65542455261943876332010-01-02T22:00:42.957+00:002010-01-02T22:00:42.957+00:00Duran Duran... I still remember the thrill of havi...Duran Duran... I still remember the thrill of having Reflex dedicated to me on my 11th birthday at the local youth disco. (That it was probably my mum who snuck in and tipped off the DJ has never diminished the thrill.)<br /><br />More recently I happened to be celebrating my engagement in the Grand Cafe in Oslo (Mohammed ElBaradei was also there to receive the Nobel Peace Prize.) My now husband still considers it bad form that given the occasion I spent most of the meal trying not to stare at Mr Le Bon and Mr Taylor on a neighbouring table and the rest of it furiously texting friends about it from the loos.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839580695171614261.post-58262204573662589712009-12-30T10:18:35.495+00:002009-12-30T10:18:35.495+00:00Oh, and sorry for all those spelling mistakes.Oh, and sorry for all those spelling mistakes.Simonhttp://simonhickson.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839580695171614261.post-2695863105235786872009-12-30T10:16:42.273+00:002009-12-30T10:16:42.273+00:00My first cassette was Kimono My House by Sparks fo...My first cassette was Kimono My House by Sparks fom 1974. Until last year it was played regularly in my car. My car is now 15 years old and after 35 years of non-stop playing of the Sparks cassette, 15 of them in the car, the car decided that this town wasn't big enough for the both of them and it chewed up and spat out my cassette.<br /><br />I now have it on CD, but it's not the same. There's no side one and side two, and there's bonus tracks!<br /><br />I have Wham Fantastic on cassette somewhere. I treated myself to it just after graduating when I came down to London for an audition to be an actor. The audtion went well (I thought) & so I bought it aminly for it's title. I listened to it non-stop on the National Express coach back to Manchester. I thought I was a Young Gun. I never got the job though. If I can track it down you can have it.<br /><br />Oh, and Happy New Year. xSimonhttp://simonhickson.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839580695171614261.post-77852883708749484222009-12-29T12:05:00.423+00:002009-12-29T12:05:00.423+00:00It's no wonder those of us who grew up with ch...It's no wonder those of us who grew up with chewed up tapes and warped vinyl get so curmudgeony about DRM - we KNOW the pain of losing a copy of something that you've already paid for...!PumpkinSpiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04296876433159226028noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839580695171614261.post-21646201071076150002009-12-29T01:08:15.715+00:002009-12-29T01:08:15.715+00:00Pumpkin Spider - best comment ever. Also, I had co...Pumpkin Spider - best comment ever. Also, I had completely forgotten about the COLOSSAL TRAUMA of a chewed up tape. My copy of Wham! Fantastic suffered this fate, and even though it was rescued with the careful winding of a biro in one of the holes, I could never quite relax when it was playing, feeling compelled to peer anxiously through the cloudy plastic to make sure it was spooling as it should.Miss Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11405389518233540306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4839580695171614261.post-9863233378927357062009-12-28T14:14:33.273+00:002009-12-28T14:14:33.273+00:00A wonderful post and so true, so true...
Rio was ...A wonderful post and so true, so true...<br /><br />Rio was the first album I saved up and paid for with my own pocket money. I was on a school day trip on the day that it was released; my Mum went to John Menzies in the town centre to get it for me and so there it was, ready and waiting when I came home, the cassette in its shiny plastic wrapping and price gun price tag.<br /><br />I rushed upstairs, ripped it open, and pored over the album artwork and liner notes while it played non-stop for the next few hours... until the tape machine irretrievably chewed up my precious purchase into a mangled mess of black streamers.<br /><br />My Mum replaced it on vinyl for me the next day, out of sympathy.<br /><br />But even without the ironic and moronic backstory, I still love this album to this day. <br /><br />It is of its time and yet timeless, their best work - less 'ooh aren't we pretty and look what we can do with these synths' than the first album, and less 'we are so huge we can get away with anything' than their later work (although to be fair, 'Astronaut' and 'Red Carpet Massacre' are really pretty damn good for a bunch of old guys who looked pretty in frilly shirts and eyeliner!)<br /><br />I go back to this album time and time again, and my wee sister, who hated it at the time yet knew all the words because we shared a room and I was the older sister so I chose the music because age = right, even she has come to love it with hindsight.<br /><br />You can't choose who you fall in love with, but sometimes you choose right anyway.PumpkinSpiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04296876433159226028noreply@blogger.com