Woah, flashback

[charliesmum]

I just put on iTunes radio and tuned into one of the 80's things, and this Duran Duran song called The Chauffeur is on, and I have not heard this in ages, and I loved this song when I used to listen to it on my stero in room back in the day*, and suddenly I'm feeling like I'm 15 again. Weird.

What an odd song to turn up out of nowhere. Yet another song to add to the list of things I need to get one of these days when I'm not feeling so skint.



*of course, it's missing the little pops and crackles that symbolise a well used vinyl record on a turntable

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[nam-jai.livejournal.com]

My parents were more worried about the videos on MTV corrupting me -- I don't think they were paying too much attention to the lyrics of the music in my record collection. And I'm sure I listened to more racy things than "Save a Prayer."

Actually, I think their biggest concern was that I was utterly obsessed with music. They wanted me to have interests that involved less headphones and hiding out in my room and hanging out with my weird, similarly music-obsessed best friend. And now looking back on it, on how tame a teenager I was (no drinking, no drugs), and how harmless my so-called "bad influence" best friend was ... it's just funny that this was their big problem with me!