Can you keep a secret? We are gigging again with gigs coming up in September and October. I hate requests, but the irregular disco-goer who last shagged in 1983 always appears and asks for some idiot tune that reminds her/him of his/her youth. One of the DJs in the Vag had the right idea - he insisted that requests were written on paper, and as soon as they were handed in he'd set fire to them. This was before Health and Safety and in Switzerland of course.
Now no bugger can have everything in his/her box/iPod, but the above are the next best thing. I pick 'em up at charity shops for a few quid, so I've always got some old tosh on hand for the occasional nostalgist. These five aren't too hot, but there are a few good tracks within, including Cameo's Word Up and Colonel Abrams Trapped, both of which I have in 12" but not, till today, on CD.
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