When I was younger, I used to love finding spare change in old pockets and couch cushions. I thought of it as a bonus on my allowance, and would usually spend it on something frivolous but eminently enjoyable. Sometimes, I'd save the change in small jars, but always with the intention of collecting enough for an ice cream or an afternoon at the
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Not the kind of thing that you'd play at a goth night, either, but definitely the kind of thing you'd play for patrons who are pushing past thirtysomething and can indulge in a bit of nostalgia. Also, you know, if I wanted to scratch that particular itch, there were probably a few 80s and 90s nights that catered to it specifically, yet there is something rather serendipitous about having it come up in an unlikely but perfect moment.
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I'll just have to find a gig where none of you guys are on the clock ;)
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