7 INCHES OF PURE DAGGINESS

No, not the title of a very unfortunate porn video Bill Gates made when he was young and needed the money, but a list of the 7″ singles I dug out of my cupboard this morning. Dedicated to Ben Payne and Sean Williams, who can understand the strange love:

Endless Road- Time Bandits
Sweet & Sour- The Takeaways
Get It On- Power Station
Missing You- John Waite
Antmusic- Adam & the Ants
I Walk Away- Split Enz
Lean On Me- Red Box
Run Runaway- Slade
Don’t Believe Anymore- Icehouse
Sun City- Artists Against Apartheid
Out Of Touch- Hall & Oates
One Of The Living- Tina Turner
Good Times- INXS & Jimmy Barnes
Pride- U2
99 Luftballons- Nena
And We Danced- Hooters
Prince Charming- Adam & the Ants
Nights In White Satin- Moody Blues
Stand & Deliver_ Adam & the Ants
Two Tribes- Frankie Goes to Hollywood
The Tide Is High- Blondie
Electric Avenue- Eddy Granty
Let’s Dance- Chris Rea
Relax- Frankie Goes to Hollywood
One Night in Bangkok- Murray Head
We Gotta Get Out of This Place- The Angels

I’m willing to defend most of them, but can offer no excuse for this one. And maybe the Chris Rea’s a bit naff in retrospect.

As for the following, I offer my enormous crush on the blond saxophonist as mitigation (and the fact that the show was pretty cool), as well as the fact that the song holds up pretty well, even if the film clip doesn’t (What’s with the girl doing endless flips in the background, and David Reyne’s, well, everything?)

AND ON THE FLIP SIDE

And just so you don’t go through your whole life under the misapprehension that I’m completely cool, I’d like to point out that I’ve spent the last week trying to remember the name of this song and the band who sang it (I got as far as “Scandinavian band and something about an open road”) before realising this morning that I still own the 7″ single I bought when it first came out….

PS: They’re Dutch.
PPS: I actually still really like it.
PPPS: You can take the boy out of the 80s…

DAMN YOU, WORLD FOR YOUR LACK OF TORRENTS!

Lyn and I went on a bit of a Youtubery nostalgia trip yesterday, watching vids by the likes of Schnell Fenster, Machinations, Daddy Cool and Billy Thorpe while the kids tried their best to ignore us. Let me tells ya, batterspals, I will proclaim Friend for Life for anyone willing to burn me some Painters & Dockers and send me the CD (and, you know, I’ll pay for postage).

Love ém love ém love ém.