Put ’em on me :: musical sensory recall


I want you, 
call me to you,
I wanna move,
will you?
I really wanna feel you.”

Late nights, back alleys, unidentified side streets and non-marked buildings, the smell of clove cigarettes, smeared kohl eyeliner, black fishnet stockings, and all that music. This song reminds me of clubs in Hollywood in the very late ’80’s, and dancing.

So much dancing.

There are other memories attached to this song, and that time; other feelings, reminders, faces, kisses, hands, touches. But, listening to it today, dancing is what I remember the most.

I Want Your Hands On Me :: Sinead O’Connor and MC Lyte


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