Yep and Siouxsie, The Cure, Gary Numan . I’ve just put loads of each on my new MP3 player and hopefully the bluetooth will connect to the car. There’s stuff on there from the 1930’s right up to a dance track released last friday but I let all play at random .
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That means nothing to me…………
Reached number two in the charts kept off the number one spot by……….. I can’t bring myself to say it. 
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That’s fine until you are out with the top down, you are stopped at traffic lights, there are people around, what comes up next?……… Kylie.
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OK i will say it for you….Joe Dolce. 
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Yes I’ve been playing those on the way down to Wiltshire today, Ultravox, OMD, chuck in some ELO, AC/DC, The Beatles, Free, Fleetwood Mac and to keep Mrs A happy, Erasure, Alison Moyet, Rick Astley. She does like most stuff I play but going back to the early 60’s stuff, she says I’m always playing it in the car.
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I have Kylie-Slow remixed with Sepultura- Angel I open the windows and play it very loud. 
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The “Forever young” track above reminds me that the early 1980s were for me a rather worrying time. Another poignant one was “Neun und Neunzig Luft Ballons”, sung by Nena.
Back then I was based in West Germany as a 24 year old RAF Support helicopter pilot. Constant military exercises and field deployments were a major part of our lives back then. We spent a lot of time living in farmers barns or tents and flying in full NBC kit. We never really knew when the callout sirens sounded yet again if the “balloon was going up” for real, or not. We were required to fly not above 150’ agl during exercises and we did just that. 100’ agl in transit wasn’t unusual and only 50’ agl in certain areas.
But at least the beer was cheap - and for driving, the roads were a lot better than now!
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The good thing about those old tracks is that at an average of 3 minutes long it’s not worth skipping. My mrs wasn’t allowed to touch the music if I was driving but her revenge was Amy Whinyarse almost every time she drove.
Which brings me to driving loads of hire cars over the last 3 years, they are always tuned to HeartFM and even when off they scroll the Now Playing - Title right on the dash, very often woke up with the earworm of tracks I hate. For that reason alone an 80s mk2 Granada is better than an XC-90.
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My sister ( aged 80 going on 60) and her hubby @81 have just done that in Cornwall. It’s quite a posh one as far as these go, very secluded all the mod cons and no work to do even in the gardens. But….it is what it is…..a ruddy big residential caravan. However, the hlouse they sold left them over 400k after purchasing this thing. I hope they get enough time together to blow it all. He is already eyeing iup classic Masers & Fezzas. He was an RR V8 engine builder in Crewe…he knows his stuff though.
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Thing about the 60’s……..harmonies and scores were incomparble.
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Absolutely! And why not! 
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I used to carry out the contrived valuations for the local authority Right to Buy cases. The most memorable one was finding a 101-y-o lady cooking the dinner. When I commented that she was the oldest RTB applicant I had met she said that she was only doing it for “young John" her son. He was 76.
“He’ll be back for his dinner soon”.
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I will never admit to being old😁 I often say when walking into say a pub or cafe for a coffee and eats, it’s full of old folks, nowt better to do, I’m 72 this year😉
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But of course it is ‘true’ that that remark is 100% personal opinion. Just like someone arguing yellow is a better colour than purple.
It’s oh so easy to look back over decades of time and cast opinion on how ‘daft’ people looked, when it was generally a fashion at the time, and one which, in many aspects, would have been seen as cool (key word that- fashion).
The same argument could be extended to any decade or era of time. For example, I loved how cool I looked in my early 90s shell suit. Maybe not so much now, 35 or so years on.
That 60s ‘Cilla Black’ woman’s hair style was cool back then, but not too many women would go into a hairdressers and have it cut like that, right now. Nevertheless, that don’t mean it wasn’t cool and a hip fashion in the time, as opposed to being ‘daft’.
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Despite them being “fashionable” i never had one, never wanted one! Given the choice between a shell suit or flaired jeans…flaires every time!
Probably means i wasn’t cool. 
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The Matrix was right about one thing. The peak of human civilization was the end of the 20th century.
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This got me thinking that as there is now a Western threat it should be ‘99 Red MAGA Balloons’
As the US is probably just going throw kill switches on all our tech, if the helicopter flies at all, the altimeter will be knotted rope and the missile system will be the co-pilot leaning out of the window throwing stones. If they don’t fly, Chopper Pilot would be a bloke sat on the bonnet of the support Land Rover holding an axe.
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What’s a matter Roadie, gotta no respect?
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I finished off a college course in the middle to late 1980’s, 10 years after I first left school and went into further education. The difference in students from the two eras was stark.
1970’s denim clad students were skint, rode a Honda 50 if they were lucky and shuffled around in flairs and a Pink Floyd album under their arm. They didn’t expect to get a job any time soon.
The 1980’s saw me on a course where one lad had a Jubilee version MGB GT and others with Fiat Mirafiori Sports and Ford Fiestas with Go Faster stripes. Music was Doctor and the Medics, the Young Ones was required viewing. Didn’t get the Limahl bleached highlights or puffa jackets at all. Totally alien to me.
At the end of the course we had something called The Milk Round when employers would visit trying to recruit us. Until the recession of the early 1990’s we picked where we worked. On nights out the lads on my course would embarrass me and infuriate the pub regulars with random cries of “Loadsamoney!” All on non-repayable local authority grants.
Strange times, the 1980’s.
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I left school in 1969 and went straight into full time employment at 15 years old. Just before that I already had a Saturday job. Anyways it helped me buy a racing bike which I’d already wanted to buy with the PT job money. It turned out my employer (in the building/plumbing business) owned a Shell petrol station and repair/MOT place too so I was offered a PT job there (extra Dosh) working weekends. I had to give up the other Saturday job, glad too it was working in a grocers shop.
This went on for a couple of years until I reached 17, full time and part time jobs then I got more hours on the FT job working Saturdays. I even started a plumbing apprenticeship attending college one day and an evening.
Anyways it enabled me to buy my first car outright for £895, a VW beetle when I passed my test. The boss when I had a full license left me drive his RR silver shadow, Merc and a Mk10 Jag when they needed shifting from Derby to Burton. I was also entrusted to drive tractors, forklift trucks later on and lightweight delivery trucks, good times the 70’s.
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