Former Californian, now Madrid-based finder of brand DNA and designer of communication strategies for fashion, travel, arts and culture clients in Spain.

There must be some medical or psychological condition which explain why some things (like lyrics) you remember perfectly well from 25 years ago while others (like things we had to study) vanish into the brain's Bermuda Triangle.
(Someone refrain from saying it was the drugs, although you're probably right).
Today this is in my head, brilliant very 80's (watch on you tube):
No sex, no drugs, no wine, no women
No fun, no sin, no you, no wonder it's dark
Everyone around me is total stranger
Everyone avoids me like a cyclone ranger, everyone
That's why I'm turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
Turning Japanese
I think I'm turning Japanese
I really think so
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