I first heard this album in the campus Planetarium, where a mirror had been glued to a speaker and a laser trained on it while this was playing. The combination of the laser and the star patterns was very 1970s.
In a good way.
Yeah, I'm an old fogie. For you kids, here's the context.
I have to confess a guilty pleasure to Operation Wang Chung.
And the lovely and loves-her-80's-music Mrs. Borepatch tells me that I don't like Operation Banarama.
Srlsy, she tells me I don't like this. At all. Or this:
Big hair, short skirts, and pink guitars, yeah baby. Although I'm told that I don't like this. At all. Okay, then.