Hah! I was on work trip to Minneapolis. Sitting in the bar/lounge of the Holiday inn. This woman comes up to me and asks to dance. Turns out she’s from Australia. It’s a slow song and we talk and dance. The song comes to an end and the band starts playing “Wake Me Up Before...”. People start emptying dance floor. She says, “You want to stay and dance?”. I say, “Sure!”
We danced that song off the floor. At the end people applauded and bought us drinks.
The night did not end until two in the morning and it did not end in the lounge. Her name was Catherine and she was a visiting nurse.
I have truly fond memories when that song plays.
“Hah! I was on work trip to Minneapolis. Sitting in the bar/lounge of the Holiday inn. This woman comes up to me and asks to dance. Turns out she’s from Australia. It’s a slow song and we talk and dance. The song comes to an end and the band starts playing “Wake Me Up Before...”. People start emptying dance floor. She says, “You want to stay and dance?”. I say, “Sure!”
I’ve had the same dream...always wake up early...damn!
There are many songs that the snobs here would say are not only bad but would disparage me for liking them. The thing is I love those songs because of what was happening to me at the time, and I really think that is as important to music as anything else.