Vinyl Gold
Some forty years of seven-inch vinyl gold
Recorded in those crackling spiral grooves
Pop, Motown, glam rock, reggae, new wave, soul.
The sixties songs sell sex and rock and roll
When revolution comes, the single rules.
Those early years of seven-inch vinyl gold.
The punk 'tunes' of the seventies seize control
And teenage kicks through nights unveil first loves.
Pop, prog rock, glam rock, reggae, new wave, soul.
Crass excess of the eighties then unfolds,
Spins wild amidst huge hair and new age clothes.
Those later years of seven-inch vinyl gold.
The nineties, silver CDs take a hold,
Belov’d black singles disk by disk we lose.
Rap, garage, boy bands, synth-pop, new wave, soul.
And those of us who love them are now old,
Our memories encoded in those grooves.
Some forty years of seven-inch vinyl gold
Pop, Motown, glam rock, reggae, new wave, soul.
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