@MadeByGlamour that song has a very specific memory tied to it, if you'll indulge me for a moment:

that was summer ’82. my parents were separated (my mum was cheating, but claimed he was, yet he left to stay elsewhere). once a week, he'd pick us up to go roller skating (or maybe a fast food dine-in)

twice in the roller rink's evening format, there was an adult-only skate for ~10–15min. the lighting would dim. my memory is of the last adult-skate, as the usual DJ there (a long-haired brunette dude, late teens), would put on Southern Cross. my dad would go out there to skate alone. his body language would relax, and he'd look, if but for a moment, happier