No, really.
And not just any band either. We're talking about the Blow Monkeys here. I can't tell you how many hours Dr Robert and I spent together in the 80's. It was either him or the Pet Shop Boys. What can I say - once an eighties girl, always capable of raising eyebrows.
Anyway, when I heard the Blow Monkeys were looking for donations for their new album, I was first in line. I knew I'd been right to keep those shoulder pads. And now I have it in my hand ...
Signed by the boys....
And with my name printed somewhere amongst the other dedicated fans. Look at us having a little metaphorical crowd moment here ...
I love it.
Not least because it might mean I finally finally get to make my dreams come true and dance up on stage with the band. Sarah, the rock chick goddess....
Or, as Neil puts it so sweetly ....
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I just to sing BM's songs into my red microphone. Their music reminds me of Christmas.
x
A RED microphone - you are superdooper cool.
You got your own gravestone!
Like, wow! You're cooler than cool.
Nik X
It's because I loved the book right from the start, but that's exactly how I want my own gravestone to be. I once heard of a woman who had a coffin made for her and used it as a coffee table, so I'm not too bad ... yet!
As someone who alway thought Dr Robert was a real doctor, I'm happy for you...
Because he was missing the magic 's' , Dave?
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Were you a Durany too? Spandy Ballet? Let me sort you out a CD of the NME C86 tape. Now THAT'S proper 80s music.
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