I danced all night
On a nominal scroll
through Facebook and the things that get thrown in your timeline, there was a medley of lady singers that reminded me of the time I used to go clubbing almost
30 years ago in some rather sinister places in London.
Then, I danced and
moved that my kidneys sometimes would have wondered why they were punished with
the assemblage in my cavity. Like the words of Elvis Presley, they were
definitely ‘All Shook Up!’. The dancing did keep me a little fitter but never
dressed the developing stomach paunch.
The music of memories
Chart-topping
performances from 1991 into 1992 were revisited by Robin S, Crystal
Waters, and concluded with Ce Ce
Peniston. However, the originals had me strutting my stuff like I had no
care in the world, though it is rare to find clubs that lay out good Old School
discs from the 80s into the 90s, like I have had to easily let my hair down in
Paris or Barcelona.
This, like many of my
other blogs come with memories, when I got my first Sony Walkman, I had Anita
Baker, George Michael, and Madonna as my cassette tapes. Then the first vinyl
record I bought after I acquired a turntable was Ce Ce Peniston’s Finally on
the A-side with We Got A Love Thang on the B-side. I guess I played the A-side
until the record was scratched, though it is better heard on a dancefloor than
at home. [AZLyrics]
Finally, my dreams
come true
I did not get a compact
disc (CD) of any music until much later in the mid-90s, though, I cannot
remember the first CD, I bought. Standalone DVD players after using my computer
DVD drive came in 2003. Everything is now streamed, even books are shelved on
devices than on bookcases, but the feel and smell of paper still have a good
feeling.
However, back to
Finally, the words made a lot more sense today, for it has happened to me, right
in front of my face and I have pictures to prove that I cannot hide it. I found
a man who gives me true love and it is more than it seems. We will get married
at the earliest opportunity; the ceremonies will come after. I love you, Brian.
Here’s to you.
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