Saturday 26 January 2013

The Bodgie get's nostalgic

The past is another country.
We can choose to live there, visit there or just completely ignore it.
I'm gonna go visiting.

Once upon a time, I grew up listening to the current music of the day. But on Saturday nights the radio station 6PR (bless whoever invented the wireless, Marconi or the other contenders) used to play an "oldies" section with some of the hits of the fifties. Why don't they make records like those now, I used to ask my mates.
They all thought I was barmy.
But some of my mates parents had Elvis & Buddy Holly records hidden at the back of their collections.
Why were my parents never that cool?
I used to go around and listen to my mate's parents records.


The seeds were born.

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