Well, that assumes I decide I really want to know on the night rather than the next morning. And that they don't lie. And that I can hear them over the music. And that I remember afterwards...
Time was, asking what a song was would earn you but a sneer, rather than a response.
Mind you, time was, at earlier clubs most of the crowd could not only list (in order) the DJ's playlist, but we could also pass knowing commentary on the fullness of his bladder from the time that 'My life with the thrill kill cult' was played.
My Life With Thrill... has made it to my IPod. One of about 10 little ditties that has travelled from club land to MP3 for me. Back in the days when I paid attention to names of songs. Btw - did manage to see Control - very good :-) Kate
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Pfft, that'd be the easy way, though.
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Finding it for yourself is a much better guarantee of remembering, unless you have some way of writing it down.
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Time was, asking what a song was would earn you but a sneer, rather than a response.
Mind you, time was, at earlier clubs most of the crowd could not only list (in order) the DJ's playlist, but we could also pass knowing commentary on the fullness of his bladder from the time that 'My life with the thrill kill cult' was played.
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