Was in a shop in Edinburgh this morning and they were playing some old Terence Trent D'Arby that brought back memories of the Sixth Form socials I used to go to at the local yacht club. Despite the fact that most of us were under age the bar served everyone, with some interesting results.
Anyway those are stories for another day.
But it got me thinking about other music that conjures recollections of particular events from my formative years. After a bit of web searching because I couldn't remember the name of the track, I came across this one which is Killer by Adamski/Seal.
It reminds me of my 19th birthday which I celebrated in Liverpool where I was at Uni. Me and my friends used to go to the most strange mixture of clubs, never the truly cool ones.
On this occasion we went to the club underneath the Aldephi Hotel which back then we thought was posh but in hindsight was at best representative of faded grandeur and at worse a flea pit.
I can't remember the actual name of the club, it certainly wasn't a student haunt and was quite expensive to get into. I do remember I was wearing my friend Jackie's strapless black polka dot dress. We'd probably been somewhere first that offered the means to get cheaply tanked up and were inevitably quite wrecked by the time we arrived.
Jackie and co. requested this song for me and I remember the DJ calling out my name and announcing it was my birthday at which point we all dashed up onto the dance floor.