
Even above the memory of the song itself, the clunk of the old cd player’s lid, as I gingerly pressed it down for the umpteenth time, is clear as day to me as I look at the image above.
Cornershop’s ‘Brimful Of Asha’ was the first single I ever owned/purchased, and it is this, coupled with the hours spent listening to it on my own, that endear it to me so. Ah sentimental Saturday.