Growing up in the Australian bush I didn’t have access to a lot of popular culture. My only connection to “cool” music was through community radio 4ZZZ. I would hole myself up in my room light incense to cover the smell of my cigarettes and listen.
In these evening listening marathons I discovered bands like The Smiths and The Cure. We would make trips to the city and with my small allowance earn’t from washing cars, mowing lawns and other tawdry chores, I headed for the record shop in the mall.
Of course it was impossible to find “cool” music in this suburban record store. The only option I had was to order something and wait an agonizing 2 weeks for it to arrive.
This is what I did.
The dilemma was what to order?? I was given a huge catalogue and went straight to C for The Cure. I was surprised that they had released so many albums even back then. Now me being the rebellious kid, I was always looking for ways to piss off my parents so when I discovered they had made an album called Pornography my mind was made up.
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