In 1990, a band called Londonbeat charted a song called “I’ve Been Thinking About You” which you sometimes hear on the radio even today. Well, I assume somewhere, you might; here in Springfield, it doesn’t fit into the three radio formats and the 1000 songs on their combined playlists at any given time. <\/p>\n
In 1990, Londonbeat charted a follow-up single. Deb, a woman I hung around with and would eventually date briefly, loved Londonbeat, but I was just then growing my mullet and listening to album oriented rock at the time (which survives as classic rock, one of the three radio formats in Springfield–the other two being country and the greatest hits of all time which means music from the 1980s and 1990s and, when they’re feeling saucy, a Bruno Mars tune (but don’t worry about that<\/em> program director who went a little too far–he’s fired!)).<\/p>\n Where was I before I digressed two sets of parentheses deep?<\/p>\n Oh, yes, I made light of Londonbeat, especially their second hit, which includes the lines:<\/p>\n On the harbour bridge “My God, he just hit her with his car,” I said because I have always had this grim sense of humor. Also, because it was the 1990s, a dark age, so I apologize for expressing the thought that the poet-narrator was talking about a woman.<\/p>\n So, at any rate, I made light of the song, and in the infrequent times I thought of Londonbeat over the years, I mostly remembered “I’ve Been Thinking About You” and could not remember the name of this song. Sometimes, I’d think that the last time I thought about Londonbeat a couple years ago, I could remember the name of the song, but I probably did not.<\/p>\n I know, I know, some of those times were in the 21st century, and if I’d been at a computer, I could have looked it up to see the name of the other song. Why, this sometimes even occurred in the smart phone era, where I could whip out a portable computer and I could look it up. But I didn’t, probably because I thought of Londonbeat while driving or in circumstances where I didn’t want to stare at a portable computer screen while life occurred in front of me.<\/p>\n However, this morning, I was at my computer thinking about Londonbeat, and I looked it up, and (re)discovered:<\/p>\n “A Better Love”:<\/p>\n
\nThe rain was gently falling down
\nOn a lazy summer day
\nYour face appeared
\nThere on my windscreen
\nYou smiled and slipped away<\/p><\/blockquote>\n