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Mena's brilliant post inspired me to take a look at the albums of my youth.
Anyone who has this album has played some major air guitar. This was big then. (....it still rocks.) 7th grade Back in Back was one of my first records. I remember getting it at Stanford Shopping Center. Kenny Solari also got this record during the weekend after soccer practice. Jason Brady played it during a sleep over.
I think I got everything at Stanford Shopping Center now that I think of it. This was right after Atari 2600 was rocking and Colecovision was coming out. I met a cousin of Brook Shields (ok...i was a gullible seventh grader, but she was hot) and she game me her phone number. It was all about the song "Heat of the Moment"
I played hundreds of over the line games at La Entrada during the summer. Again and again and again. I don't miss walking home after those games up the hills of Sharon Heights.
Rock the Casbah. I listened to this a million times and taped it on no less then a dozen different mixed tapes.
Her name was Rio and she dances on the sand. Shirley dated this dude from Europe named Ulrich and he brought this over fresh off the import rack. Ended up seeing Duran Duran in concert at the Oakland Arena freshman year with Colin Rudolph, Kim Machintosh and Sylvie Howe. Was a blast. Go Patrick Nagel.
You were working as a waitress
In a cocktail bar
When I met you
I picked you out
I shook you up
And turned you around
Turned you into someone new
Now five years later on
you've got the world at your feet
Success has been so easy for you
But don't forget
It's me who put you where you are now
And I can put you back down too
Don't, don't you want me
You know I can't believe it
When I hear that you won't see me
Don't, don't you want me
You know I don't believe you
When you say that you don't need me
It's much too late to find
You think you've changed your mind
You'd better change it back
Or we will both be sorry
OK...pretty scary that I know those words.
Journey Escape. The mother of all albums. Open Arms, Don't Stop Believing, etc. Every song was a hit and all from a band from the bay area. Got the song book. I learned Open Arms on the piano and can still play it for memory.
Was big Phil Collins fan and saw him in concert every chance possible. (Actually was a bigger Genesis fan!) Got the song book, learned the album on the piano. This album reminds me of playing hoops in 7th and 8th grade. Bethany (the team from East Palo Alto) would kick our ass everytime we played them over at Burgess gym where we played our games.
This is where I was introduced to this guy named Gordan Matthew Thomas Sumner. This reminds me of Miss Bailey's art class in 7th grade. She had such a thick Boston accent, I can still hear people saying, "in this situation..." I had a birthday party that year where we got this cool thing called a video tape (VHS) and saw The Stunt Man.
Another One Bites The Dust was a rally song at Burgess Dances (the first friday night of each month there was a dance for 7th and 8th graders). There were some legendary stories from Burgess dances that my friends and I still talk about. Actually, now that I think about it, my brother Bill had this album.
