Friday, January 02, 2009

Old School House Realness

1988. Just back from travelling in the UK and Europe. Dancing to house at Metro in Adelaide with bff Rick With A Silent P (aka Rickety). Just before he fled to Sydney and I followed less than a year later.


Inner City: "Big Fun"


I can't hear this and not think of smoke machines, stainless steel dancefloors and Doc Martens. About the shame of spending at least 3 or 4 months thinking she was singing "We're having meatballs". About scotch & sodas, before I ever grew a taste for beer.

Has it really been 20 years?
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5 comments:

  1. jason7:39 pm

    Well, in your defense meatballs are big fun, aren't they?

    20 years indeed.
    ahem

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  2. The Other Andrew10:57 am

    Agreed, and big meatballs are even more fun!

    Twenty. Years. sigh

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  3. Anonymous2:14 pm

    What's a 4 yo doing on a dance floor anyway??

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  4. The Other Andrew2:19 pm

    Ha! So kind. :)

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  5. worldpeace and a speedboat11:47 pm

    it's been 20 years since the NYE dance party at the Hordern with Grace Jones as headline act. dear god, that was a night and a half, not the least because she was quite intent on teaching a black leather armchair the Kama Sutra. at least, that's what it looked like to me...

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