Sunday, 24 May 2009
Sunday Night is... The Who, 1965
I was sixteen when this came out. Had a striped top like the lad leaning back on the dance floor. Otherwise the height of awkwardness and fantasy. No idea what anything was about, least of all myself. Might have been faintly in love with Dusty Springfield. I can't explain either, but she would have been worth it.
Off to London now, then Devon.
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She had a problem with men.
"This video is not available in your country or domain." Argh!
I know, Dubois, but she never got a chance to have a problem with me.
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