First it was a beatles tape then I turned over and it was James - three, no THREE versions of sit down including Alton Towers live... I was there, sitting in the mud, nearly crying because the sound of 30,000 people singing the same tune inspires. And there was me and Jo and Tan and a girl who's name I can't remember now all crammed into the "Little Shit" brown Fiesta (don't forget the blue-go-faster-stripes) and it took us forever to get out of the parking lot and Tan remembered she was scared of heights so we couldn't get out on the monorail.
Then I found the INXS tape which brought back memories of whizzing around the country lanes of Cornwall with Emily in our parents’ cars and my mum and dad singing "Tiger Feet" whilst drunk in Gill's car.
And then this morning it was the Inspiral Carpets – an EP including a version of Tainted Love! And suddenly I was driving down the A56 into Manchester with Jo and Tanya and Harv and Tom and Bob and Helen and Melissa in the boot of the Little Shit. Gees I have history with that car.
I LOVE finding old music.
