But at the time I listened endlessly to the lyrics in my small flat in Fitzroy North. some of them were so off the wall but at the same time made perfect sense.
But 1981 was a particularly hot summer and on Thursday nights we'd go to the Underground night club where with a bit of persuasion the DJ would play the Furs and we'd dance around in what was by all intents and purposes a cage. We were getting a little bit mad and crazy. Smashing glasses for fun was obnoxious behaviour but one of our group liked to do it. When he kicked a hole in my car that was going a bit far. Still we were dressing up and wearing eyeliner and the world was ours and the Psychedelic Furs provided a good soundtrack. I had a new girlfriend and the band was taking off as we prepared to tour Sydney and parts of northern Victoria (or was it southern NSW). Good times.
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