I’ll often hear a song that makes me think of times before. There’s always faces burned into the memories recalled. A head thrown back in laughter as we bounced so high; we flew! That was the boy that I first kissed on the cheek ( he kissed my shoe) We were on the trampoline and high was never high enough! We screamed “I want my MTV”, it was truly epic stuff! Later on when I partnered with a lycra’d dancing queen, we tore it up to Mel’n Kim, we were quite a solid team! Our tay-tay-tay’s were second-to-none, Respectable the jam. We were synchronised and synthesised, we were fluoro, we were glam! Later the next decade, the clubs were more the scene,but there always was a DJ, a request to be redeemed. One young man with a strange nickname, no bigger Pearl Jam fan, could be found on a seat, tapping his feet and hollering “ Better man!” Ofcourse the girls were always there, making the dance floor hot; and you sang the words to “You’re the One that I Want”, whether you knew them or not! And no-one likes a mega-mix but play the one from Grease? You’ll even see a few Danny’s get up and join the beat. These days the tunes are “retro”, but I sometimes play them still and the details might be fading but the feelings never will.
This is a reminiscence of growing up in Australia in the 80’s and 90’s to some favourite tunes