The Tanzanian Tina Turner
Sitting as a teenager in my only jeans on the couch. Watching Top Pop at Friday evenings with my brother before going out. Sometimes we had to listen for weeks to terrible songs on nr 1. They sometimes just would not leave this position. Every week for 51 weeks we rockers had to endure Marvin Gaye with his slimy, in our ears faky song “sexual healing”. Read more