Burning

Last night I dreamed of headless kangaroos. What?
This morning I woke up with Midnight Oil Beds Are Burning stuck in my head.

That got me thinking of songs that were constantly played on the radio. I think the worst ever must have been summer of 1984 or 1985 when Rock Master Scott & the Dynamic Three were on every radio station in metro-Detroit all the time. I remember going down to see the 4th of July fireworks and that song was pouring out the windows of every car, drunk people were singing it, and when we parked it was echoing in the parking garage.


(posted by LastPennyKassel)