Self-indulgent, yes, but it’s my blog
I’m in the middle of taking two weeks off before starting to trim my currently overlong screenplay. So perhaps you’ll indulge me by at least pretending to know why it suddenly occurs that I should have included–
The Bongos-Number With Wings
–and–
Bronski Beat-Hit That Perfect Beat
–in my “If my movie got made (and there was no concern about “dating” the film with music it’s 30-something creator likes rather than his 20-something characters)…the soundtrack album!” list.
Both of them belong in the pub scene, BTW, where, in a perfect world, I’ll be able to exorcise a lot of my favorite records.
