Those days you wake up with a song inexplicably stuck in your head will throw you for a loop sometimes. Especially when it's a song you may not even like so much or even if you do, you haven't heard or thought about for many years and really wouldn't have on your own. But, as I've mentioned on occasion, my mind is an asshole. Why do I find it hard to write the next line? I want the truth to be said. . . .
By the way, from Wikipedia: "The expression "Spandau Ballet" was slang used by Allied troops in the trenches in the First World War referring to the twitching of the corpses hanging on the barbed wire and repeatedly hit by Spandau machine gun fire from the German lines." So, pretty fucking hardcore for a band featuring smooth 80s sax. Also, now I want to watch this: