This morning Delilah (my small red cat) came and bounced about on my bed, and, though I was still half asleep, what came into my head was: “Let’s go fly a kite, up where the moon is bright; O, let’s go fly a kite!” [Misquotation of a verse from Mary Poppins].
The vinyl singles I picked up yesterday (some crackers among them):
From Sue Ryder’s:
From The Awfully Nice Boy’s shop:
All Out of Love (Air Supply)
An Innocent Man (Billy Joel)
It’s Still Rock and Roll to Me (Billy Joel)
My Simple Heart (The Three Degrees)
Spanish Flea (Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass Band)
The Winner Takes it All (Abba) (one of the first songs I played again after we lost my father — and so I associate it with that, now)
All Out of Love brings back memories… I had an thing at university with a lad from Singapore. When he left, he told me to keep a bundle of tapes as he couldn’t pack everything when going home. The Air Supply was among them, and I also have a lot of Chinese tapes. I grew to like a number of them, including Anna Ling, but I found others didn’t share my liking. A shame. There’s a splendid, almost operatic tape by some guy, possibly Malaysian… I never figured out who he was, but I know one of the songs goes ‘wo ai ni…’
There are some lovely ‘wo ai ni’ songs in YouTube but they don’t sound quite the same.
Who is he?