August 2014: The Indie Disco at the End of the Universe

This, I can tell already, is going to be the hardest playlist to write about. Not for want of stellar selections, you understand, but because every time I start listening to a song on the longlist I get completely caught up in the moment, and before I know it another five minutes have ticked by and I have written NOTHING.

No words.

Not one.

Just occasional random characters on the screen where my air drumming has gotten a bit out of control.

But that’s the joy of the indie disco – no-one cares what you’re doing. And believe me, this is just as well, because at my indie disco I’m dancing like I do everywhere else – horribly, with my head down, and an unnecessary amount of hair-flicking…