Right we're at it again, Paul and I, amusing ourselves on our blogs. This time it's music. 70s, 80s, noughties - I wasn't a huge fan of music, but the 90s - that was a rave time for us, so plenty of memories (or not as the case was back then) for that decade.
70s. When this record came out, I was only nine years old and I was idolising the Sex Pistols and Sham 69. Since its release in 1979, I have listened to it and loved it many times and will in the future. Another Brick in the Wall - Pink Floyd.
80s - the time when I left school and generally had a good time of it. Like A Virgin by Madonna was a favourite, as was, You got to fight for Your right to Party - Beastie boys, Buffalo Stance - Nenah Cherry, but my favourite, in 1989, just before it all went crazy, was Pump up the Jam - technotronic.
90s - This was my biggest decade for music and when the rave scene swept the country. Adamski - killer, EMF - unbelievable, 2 Unlimited - Get Ready For This, Everybody's Free - Rozalla, Shades of Rhythm, the Prodigy - fire starter, where do I end? On the best, and the one that had us all cutting a rug and making shapes the most: What Time Is Love - KLF. Fantastic time was had by all, mostly in farmer's fields, but still.
00s - In the noughties, there are a few artists I particularly like, and a few songs that stand out. Eminem - Lose Yourself, was a cracker, Drop it like it's hot - Snoop Dog, but my star of this decade is Lady Gaga. Anyone that goes to graft with a telephone on their head wearing a dress made of meat is sound by me. And I like her music.
Hope you enjoyed that blast from the past as much as I did. Has fifteen years really passed?
5 comments:
Well there's a couple of corkers in there - Killer is a great record as was Another Brick on the Wall which I remember was absolutely huge when I was a teenager but other than those I think Gary spent too long out in those farmer's fields!! (I expect he'll give me a thrashing now.)
If not a thrashing then certainly a threshing!
I can cope with a threshing; I just hope he doesn't get his hoe out:)))
Ho! Ho!
There was a line in that there field and I think you stepped right over it!
That's the story of my life PB; one verbal faux pas after another:)
Reminds me of when I forgot my lines in Antigone and had to adlib;
" My father is blind: why can he not see my love for Haemon!
Oh wait a minute...he IS blind...
Oh woe, woe, woe is me!......"
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