A lot of music I listened to in the 80s doesn't hold up very well for me these days; it's too drenched in a specific time & place, too directly wired into the angst of my teenage mind, to do much beyond bringing up old memories now. But happy discovery! I've been listening to a few choice bits off The Head On The Door all weekend, and they're pure pleasure.
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