Random Thoughts From A Different Time
The sheer excitement of rediscovery.
Of finding something again, unexpectedly, after so long and remembering how much it really used to mean.
It's been 39 years. Almost, but not quite, 40. And when I listened again, for it was a long lost record that I had found, the words still flowed like it was yesterday. It took me back to when I was 18, maybe 19, a time when music felt so important to me.
Record player on, windows open, volume turned up. It all came flooding back.
And boy, did I sing along!
It was such a time for music, the early 80’s. The sounds, the feelings, the memories. Inspiring random thoughts from a different time.
Of warm summer nights, a pink cardigan and yellow polo shirt combination, Sunday evenings in The Blacksmiths and a Hillman Avenger with fluffy steering wheel cover. Discovering live music at the Venue in Victoria, the Lyceum in The Strand and the Hammersmith Odeon. Parties in dodgy Croydon pubs and nightclubs, of growing up yet still feeling young, of starting work and learning that beer and sandwiches for lunch was not a problem. Of mates coming round with their Genesis albums, when all you wanted to do was play this, this beautiful record, over and over again, and sing along until you got the words absolutely perfect.
And remembering how you used to think that, actually, how cool would it be if you could just find a girl who liked this music as much as you did.
The challenge of finding the right words to describe how a song can make you feel when you hear it again after so many years.
The thoughts and memories of my youth. Brought back to life again, albeit just for the time it takes to play two sides of relatively scratch free, almost 40 year old, vinyl.
You've got to get ready for me.
Is it real?
Is it treason?
Is it treason?
