Bought a great CD at weekend called The Edge of The Eighties. Compilation of a lot of stuff that was mainly in the lower echelons of the charts back in the day though notwithstanding the fact that they were great songs.
Some of the gems contained therein include:
The Passions - I'm in Love with a German Film Star
Nick Stroker Band - A Walk in the Park
Twilight Cafe - Susan Fassbinder
Living on the Ceiling - Blancmange
Back in those days an audience could find its own way to its preferred music without being spoonfed by the mainstream media. That job was performed by Radio 1 and while Culture Club and Spandau Ballet formed the soundtrack to the lives of the masses, the rest of us could enjoy our alternative sounds safe in the knowledge that Kevin and Sharon wouldn't be having a bunk up to it in the back of their XR3 on the way back from Goldiggers on Saturday night.
Nowadays, everything is picked up by the mainstream media; one day they're playing the Blue Parrot, the next they're "rocking the Guardian studio" with that paper's columnists crowing like an embarrassing maiden aunt who still shops in Kensington Market when she should be wearing mohair twinsets bought from the Edinburgh Woollen Mill.
Sometimes, as the saying goes, less is more.
Some of the gems contained therein include:
The Passions - I'm in Love with a German Film Star
Nick Stroker Band - A Walk in the Park
Twilight Cafe - Susan Fassbinder
Living on the Ceiling - Blancmange
Back in those days an audience could find its own way to its preferred music without being spoonfed by the mainstream media. That job was performed by Radio 1 and while Culture Club and Spandau Ballet formed the soundtrack to the lives of the masses, the rest of us could enjoy our alternative sounds safe in the knowledge that Kevin and Sharon wouldn't be having a bunk up to it in the back of their XR3 on the way back from Goldiggers on Saturday night.
Nowadays, everything is picked up by the mainstream media; one day they're playing the Blue Parrot, the next they're "rocking the Guardian studio" with that paper's columnists crowing like an embarrassing maiden aunt who still shops in Kensington Market when she should be wearing mohair twinsets bought from the Edinburgh Woollen Mill.
Sometimes, as the saying goes, less is more.
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