…whenever I hear this
I am transported back to 1977 and a warm, sun-dappled autumn afternoon in my dorm room in Kaibab-Huachuca Hall at the University of Arizona.
The 12" 45 rpm single was pressed on red vinyl and when it was new, smelled of strawberries.
And from there the trip down memory lane invariably leads to these:
"And you thought it was over…no, no, no…"
This one wasn't pressed on colored vinyl (at least not the copy I had), but to this day I swear it smelled of poppers when it was first opened.
The cut Violation was the soundtrack for the first time I slow danced with another guy. I was so disappointed that I could never find a translucent pink vinyl copy of the record all the DJs seemed to have—until nearly 30 years later. And it was only a few short years ago that my friend Kevin (of The Lisp fame) provided me with a definitive translation of all the lesbian making out that was going on in the song.
It was the summer of "I Feel Love," but eventually all my favorite cuts from the album were on the A-Side.
Still one of my all-time favorite records. Rumor at the time was the costumes cost thousands. I find that very hard to believe now.