68 Guns - The Alarm
I went to college in London. Four of us from my course shared two double rooms in Mr Norris’s house in Ealing. Julia was obsessed with Brian Ferry and shared with Sarah who was all jolly hockey sticks and had gone to private school. I shared with Nici, who was uber-religious, and it wasn’t long before she moved out to share with someone who would have less of a negative impact on her chances of getting into heaven, than I would. Nici was replaced by Sue, whose ceiling had fallen in the night before and was so desperate for somewhere new to live, she agreed to move in with me.
Sue and I had very different tastes in almost everything. She liked Abba, I liked The Alarm. She liked watching ice-skating, I preferred footie. About the only thing we did agree on was Corrie.
Anyway, I persuaded her to come and see the Alarm at Hammersmith Palais with me.
She lasted 2 songs then made her excuses and left. I couldn’t believe it! She really missed out. They were great.
Here is my favourite song of theirs. 68 Guns.
Oh, and in case you’re interested, Nici and Julia disappeared off the face of the earth, and me, Sarah and Sue still see each other whenever I go back home.
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