st_rev once floated the theory that we imprint for music about age seventeen. For him, it was an attempt to explain a sudden desire to hear songs he hadn't heard since high school and hadn't cared for much back then anyway. For me, it provides a ready explanation for why nothing quite stirs my blood like certain cheesy synthesizer sounds and neo-60s bass guitar. And this old track from Fischer-Z has both:
Did I hear back in 1980 when it was first released? Certainly not! That was during my father's Willie Nelson phase, and well before I began to explore music on my own. Besides, where in deepest darkest Missouri would I have heard such sissified big hair Brit music? Regardless of whether I'm only discovering it for the first time, it plays on all my musical psychlims and has earned its place among my Friday Night Videos.