tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868082060277224720.post5965811650144822971..comments2023-04-11T10:09:41.748+01:00Comments on And Before The First Kiss: He glances at the cassette tape, and the pilot light of memory flickers in his eyesColinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15391291904150254395noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868082060277224720.post-3587832771457181072011-02-08T02:35:48.596+00:002011-02-08T02:35:48.596+00:00Most certainly compilation tapes, I agree Drew. Th...Most certainly compilation tapes, I agree Drew. That's not fucking semantics. And, yes, what made Christina different, special, was the fact she was almost as obsessive about music as myself. Every note mattered to her, every melody. And she introduced me to Miss Smila's Feeling For Snow.Colinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15391291904150254395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868082060277224720.post-56089993638756359692011-02-05T20:22:35.888+00:002011-02-05T20:22:35.888+00:00She had to be Scandinavian didn't she.
Glad y...She had to be Scandinavian didn't she.<br /><br />Glad you called it a compilation tape and not a mix tape. I know I am a bore about this but mixtapes were something completely different well in this part of the world anyway they were always called compilation tapes.<br /><br />I was usually the one handing them over, used to spend a fortune on TDK AD90's and I suspect that with Ingrid my long term, on and off girlfriend through the late 80s and early 90s they were tossed into a drawer without being listened to. The ones I received were and still are, although cdrs these days from my mate Stiff.drewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12469084438125548989noreply@blogger.com