A Simple Minded Fact

I was talking to someone the other day about my forthcoming night out to see Simple Minds (can you tell how excited I am?!).  I was going on and on about Jim Kerr, and the band, and that they're planning to play for 2 hour and 50 mins (!!) and how I couldn't pick a favourite song, when I paused for a breath and happened to look at her face.  She didn't have a clue what I was going on about.  She admitted she didn't know Simple Minds so I proceeded to actually (attempt) to sing some of the songs.  She interrupted this embarrassing interlude by saying she 'might have heard about them somewhere'.  (ouch!!) 

I spent my evening contemplating on how young this colleague of mine is.  Not to have heard of Simple Minds?  One of THE biggest bands of the eighties?  Don't You Forget About Me? All The Things She Said?? Alive and Kicking?!?  Then it hit me - like a bloody bullet to the brain.  She's not young.  I AM OLD.  The look on her face when I was trying to explain about Simple Minds must have been similar to my expression when my mom was talking about Frankie Avalon (Frankie Avawho, right?).   My colleague is 21 years old - which means she was born in 1992.  7 (seven!) years after Simple  Minds released their Once Upon a Time album - which I bought on tape and listened to on my walkman. Are you hyperventilating yet?!?  

Well, Simple Minds might be a bit dated.  And I might be old.  But I am going to rock it out at the Olympia tomorrow night, zimmer frame nearby just in case!