…and in the latest of the world’s ongoing attempts to make me feel like a proper old bastard, yesterday on the Headrow I see a young woman, no more than 20 years old wearing a “Frankie Says Relax” t-shirt. The first one seen outside of captivity in Britain since 1988. Oh my youth.
I was working in a night club in 1984 and boy did owe hear a lot of FGTH, the crowd went nuts for this stuff and it still sounds ridiculously good, when you’re in a stupid party mood, or just plain drunk. I could never decide between Relax and Born to Run, and as for The Power of Love – the only “power ballad” I could ever listen to.
“I’ll protect you from the hooded claw” indeed and, seeing as how it is Friday… (I hope Mike Read reads this…)