yeah on a 54 nostalgia trip today - your romanthony triggered it off
one of the times I remember most fondly is being downstairs sat in the orange cubby hole at the back having a rest and getting into an intense conversation with this entertaining fellow who I found out was constantine weir from Galliano whilst this tune was playing in the background. I think Robert Owens was there too dancing in a catsuit with a load of Italian girls. we'd all been up for days. it was magical.
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