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Wednesday, 12 February 2014 19:46
Marc Almond in Conversation with Barry Cain

© Words Barry Cain
It was the summer of ’82. I was lying in the sun on Santa Monica beach watching the girls go by. Bikini-clad girls with Hollywood looks on roller skates whizzing past like angels in the wind, infecting my libido and twisting my melons.
And Tainted Love was all around. I felt it in my fingers… It poured out of radios and ghetto blasters and cafes and big cars full of big men with hot chicks eating hot dogs. It was fucking everywhere.
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