Friday, July 18, 2003
When we lived at 184 Tindale Green and my Mam and Dad wanted a little time on their own without me and my two sisters getting on their wick, we would get chucked into the dining room to play records and dance around madly. We used to love it, being able to play whatever we wanted to, on the whole I think we thought the record collection was fairly good ,there was The Beatles Sgt Pepper with the cardboard cut out moustache and badges that we were warned never to cut out because one day they'd be worth a bit, surpisingly we never did cut them up because they are still fully intact to this day. There was some solo Beatles stuff that we used to play I really liked "My Sweet Lord" and Ringo's "It don't come easy" I also sometimes dared to play the b-side of "Imagine" that had shock!horror! swearing on it . There was some Elvis LP's but my Dad's favourite was Buddy Holly and there was loads of his LP's to choose from, the one that seemed to have all the really good songs on was called the Buddy Holly story and I bought a CD copy of it yesterday to see if was as good as I remember and it was, you don't get to hear much Buddy Holly on the radio these days, not that I listen to much radio these days, I must be getting old, most Radio 1 DJ's just annoy me, when I was still going to work in my car I had turned to Radio 2 and Terry Wogan, he even plays the Polyphonic Spree. The Buddy Holly songs are I guess by todays standards quite simply structured, there isn't a great deal going on but the tunes are incredible, I haven't heard these songs for years yet I found myself singing along word perfect, my memory isn't that good , it must be the songs being so unforgettable.
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