Morrissey - Every Day Is Like Sunday von jpdc11
When we lived in paradise we had about 60 cassette tapes of music, some we had brought ourselves, some we inherited from expats who left and some were presents from visitors or had arrived in the mail - eventually. This song reminds me of an ordinary evening with a gang of kids messing about on the big hammock between the mango trees, dogs running around them and the kitchen noises of cooking dinner from the houses around us. Our neighbours suffered our musical tastes with polite smiles. The kids just danced to anything with rhythm.
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