Ephemera

Pop is a car-boot sale, a parade of trinkets, junk and handicrafts, most worthless, some capable of giving a few moments of pleasure, with a few glorious items made even more glorious by their unexpected appearance in this market. Then, in an unpredictable double-bluff, the worthless can, within a few years, take on a great worth and the glorious become merely laughable.

John Peel, 1994 (reprinted in The Olivetti Chronicles)

Thought this description was a gem, from a book that makes you realise that journalism doesn't really stand the test of time either: like pop, it's mostly here and then gone.

When I bought this single (probably at the record counter in Rumbelows) thirty-one (gulp) years ago, it was the essence of cool as far as I was concerned. Now, I think I'd rather look at it than play it.