Late one night in 1991 I got off work as a dj at a lite-lite-lite FM station in Huntsville. The previous six hours of treacly smooth mellow sounds were still pounding in my head. By all accounts my 30-something voice fit in perfectly with the format, which horrified me, but it was still a nice brainless job in a room with padded walls. For the acoustics, of course.
I had lost touch with the larger world of music but I still punched around the dial just to hear what was going on. I landed on the main rock station expecting to hear more Phil Collins and Paula Abdul. Instead I heard the first chords of this song. I sat dumbstruck in the car for the next 3 minutes feeling like I had just witnessed someone tunneling under the prison walls and escaping into the airwaves. How did they do that? How did they do that?
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This is sooo a sensory song for me and I completely remember when it came out and also… slam dancing to it too…LOL!
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