Back in the 1970's, when everybody put all their collection on cassette tapes, long before even the Sony Walkman, let alone the iPod, you started to have sequences of songs imprinted on to your consciousness. Hear one, and you necessarily began, in your head to hear the next on your most played tape. Earlier, in the week, I played "Midnight Is The Hour" by Demis Roussos, a disco classic from the time, and it automatically brought to mind this classic bit of Northern from Dean Courtney, which followed it on a tape provided for me back then, by my good friend Keith Beardmore. So here it is.
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