Two very similar stories coming up, set roughly around the same time, one of them set in Portugal and the other set in London.
I used to go to a gym quite near where I live here - sadly it doesn't exist anymore - and, pretty much just like any other gym, they had a bunch of TVs on, facing the treadmills, and if you plugged in your phones you could listen to whatever was being played. I always take my own music with me when going to the gym, and so I'd always be listening to my tunes while watching some clip or the other on the TV.
I remember watching the video to this song while doing one of my epic 20k runs, all the while having no idea what song it was, but just being very, very fascinated by the girl who was singing, falling completely head over heels for her. Man, girls with bangs are my weakness.
They'll be the death of me, too.
As the video was ending I learnt the name of the band - I guess I might've known it from my days working at FNAC, but then again I do get a lot of bands confused. Around this time I was also DJ-ing a bit here and there - memories of which will probably make their way here - and I never played this song on one of my sets until a girl asked me to. I usually didn't mind playing stuff on request, but it had to be something that I had. It also helped if it was something I did like..
This bar where I sometimes played had a pretty decent collection of CDs of their own, and every now and again they'd have something that I would actually use, even though at the time I mainly played vinyl - which in and of itself was quite a bitch of a thing to pull off.
They had this record, and I can't stress enough the past tense of the verb, because I might've borrowed it and erm.. forgot to return it? Fun fact : I left it in the apartment I lived in Mile End a few years later.
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