While reading in the paper this morning about England's Rugby World Cup hopes - just after switching off the TV in despair - I tuned into the local radio station: Star FM, serving Ely and Cambridge. Our daughter was painting and drawing beside me as part of her GCSE art project. It was a comfortable family scene but a record came on that took me back to a time when I too was just a teenager, on the brink of discovering some of life's mysteries.
"More, More, More" by the Andrea True Connection took me back to the disco days of 1976. Although far too shy to go dancing much at school, apart from the termly school dance at the youth club, I certainly got down and sweaty to Andrea at college. Unfortunately my memory of the song is one of an angst-filled time of being desperate to have a girl ask me 'how do you like your love?' and then giving me more of it - much more.
Andrea had a pumping voice, from her Nashville home town, but also a great deal of experience of pumping of a quite different time, being a successful porn star before the notes became musical ones. This background only intrigued me more (more, more) and I must have spent hours in my bedroom dancing in front of the mirror and all the while imagining being king of the disco with Andrea draped over my arm.
I'd like to think our daughter will be content to draw and paint forever but, those simple pleasures will one day be insufficient to hold back an enquiring mind and body. Andrea knew that and entices me now just as she did thirty five years ago. The question now: 'is there more, more, more still to discover?'
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