As the mainstream charts have no relevance since 2000, and my initial choice indie charts turns out to be either grime or Adele, I’m going for a third option. My own personal selections from each years releases nearest to February 19th. 2000 2001 2002 2003 2004 2005 2006 2007 2008 2009 2010 2011 2012 2013Continue reading “TRACKS OF MY YEARS (2000-2018)”
1990 Just Beautiful! 1991 from sublime to the ridiculous 1992 gags. 1993 let me hear you say yeah! 1994 loved the original… enough said. 1995 Generic pop 1996 1997 Stadium Trash music 1998 actually better than the u2 track… See how far you have fallen Bonio and Sedge? 1999 You can begin to see whyContinue reading “TRACKS OF MY YEARS ( 1990-99)”
1980 1981 1982 1983 1984 1985 1986 1987 1988 1989 some truly awful songs in this decade, I think you will probably see why I turned my back on mainstream music in this decade. Dale
1970 1971 1972 1973 1974 1975 1976 1977 1978 1979 It took 20 years, but finally got a song I’d actually choose. Just shows February is not a good month for pop songs.
These are the no.1’s in the UK for all my birthdays in the 1960’s, with the exception of Maria, which is just my personal choice from that year, for obvious reasons. 19/02/1960 19/02/1961 19th feb. 1962 19th feb.1963 1964 1965 1966 1967 1968 1969 If you want to research the birthday no.1’s ofContinue reading “TRACKS OF MY YEARS (part one 1960 -69)”
LOVE IS THE SLUG 1977, January. I left school, again, and got a job. It wasn’t easy. Over fifty applicants, I was second best. The first, took the job, but left after a week. I was given a call, I accepted the job. Trainee Die Sinker. £18 a week. I loved it, ok IContinue reading “LOVE IS THE SLUG”
SUMMER THE FIRST TIME 1976 It was a strange year, 1976, It snowed the first week of June. Then it just kept on being sunny. No rain to speak of until mid September. I was sixteen with a bullet… ready and raring to go. I left school, only to return cap in hand in theContinue reading “PROSE ARCHIVE”
THREE SECRETS The first tremor: July 1974. It’s been 3 months. Sat on granite breakwater, Peering out to the horizon. Sun sallow Ripped from the sky. Gloom. Sea Sniggers in whispers… Seen it all before, but this is the first… And now is Not then… Then was a fear, Knowledge a gasp! Nothing will comeContinue reading “POETRY ARCHIVE”