By doing one of the things that always seems. to help: retreating into the music I loved as a kid. But it's not just about the music per se, it's more than that. What I always look for is music that seemed to surround not just me, but everyone, at that time. The albums which filled the racks of the shops. The albums which - no matter where you went - a mate seemed to have a copy. Ubiquity, crossed with popularity. I loved things which were musically great, but were part of the fabric of life in general. They were bigger than just my own taste. Pink Floyd are a perfect example of this - I mean, yes, the albums are amazing, but they were also this huge, monolithic.....thing. Something which stretched out across everyone I knew.
And that's making me feel happy. It's the end of the 70s again, and I'm sitting in front of a Dansette. This is playing, and all is well in my world, but it's OK everywhere else, as well.
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