Probably due to my end-of-winter birthday, my year begins in March. It's my favourite time of the year, full of promise and bluster. I always return to the same albums at this time of the year:
The Cult: Love
Frankie Goes to Hollywood: Pleasuredome
Pet Shop Boys: Please
"West End Girls" still gives me a longing for London, a long lost friend.
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