Not everyone gets the chance to cross the world and meet rockstars in the making. I did when I came to Australia in 1988.
As we raced towards the nineties the local radio stations were still playing vinyl. We were buying our music in-store at places like Polyester or Gaslight Records, and we could still play our BASF cassettes on the car radio. I travelled light then, with a Walkman and a few mix-tapes, I stayed in touch via handwritten letters, and I saved my coins for the payphone.
The nineties was such an amazing time to be in Melbourne – so many live music venues filled by pub bands and their legions of fans, so many hopeful and talented musicians hoping to launch their career.
If you want to remember that era, and a life that was less complicated, come and find out how Like Two Mexicans Dancing captures that time of innocence and hope. It’s an unashamedly sentimental story about falling in love a long way from home.
Angela J Dawson 