For the lot of us who grew our ears in the late 70s,the ride to adulthood was one mind blowing trip on the back of the humble cassette tape.

Elvis made us dislocate our bones. Dylan helped us discover poetry.

Abba made us fall in love with blondes and brunettes. Beatles inspired us to imagine and live in an octopus’s garden.

Cohen gave us a baritone complex. Marley taught us to stand up and fight. Boney M lit us a rocket to Venus.

Osibisa brought us the sounds of Africa. Eagles flew us to a hotel in California.

Dire Straits put us with some sultans high up on swings. Jimi Hendrix spoke to us with his guitar.

BeeGees did us in with very deep love. Carpenters led us to the top of the world.

Queen brought us the legend of Mercury. Rainbow invited us to the Temple of the King.

Kenny Rogers told us about cowards. Doors opened us to a certain Mr Morrison.

Deep Purple set us on fire with smoke on the water.

Smokie got us Alice. Don McLean fed us Pie. Cliff Richards congratulated us. Dolly Parton distracted us.

Santana hypnotized us. Tull broadsworded us. Floyd pinked us.

Michael thrilled us. Kiss kissed us. And Jim Reeves, Harry Belafonte, Tom Jones and others left us with memories that will never leave.

Long Live the Music of our Time!