This track is Sunday nights in retail; the echoing of the trashy 80's drum machines bouncing off the high corrugated steel roof; rain hitting the grey litter-strewn concrete car-park, now abandoned by fat shoppers leaving only their half-eaten burgers, Argos bags and copies of the Sun.
The video does it justice, Laura Branigan is trapped in a city where the streets are made not of gold but of binbags. But don't knock it - they've got some awesome nightlife, all the clubs have a tinfoil decor and the dress code is strictly pastel leotards (mask preferred). Fake kissing only; heavy petting permitted.
Shit. Had too much to drink again. Check this guy I woke up with!?!
(As featured on Balearic Mike's awesome new balearic Cosmic Alphonsus Vol.7 mix) (also available at Piccadilly Records)
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Ah those rainy Stockport nights...
Strangely comforting
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