As a teenager who folowed the charts, bought and read the music papers and generally immerseg myself in this stuff from 15 or 16, I was aware of Talk Talk right from the start.
They didn't make an enormpus impression on em though they were always alright. A chart band in the New Romantic slipstream with a couple of OK singles in the Top 40. Angst ridden Duran Duran.
I didn't really pay attention until 1985. I was in Locarno, Switzerland, working in a special hotel, falling in love for the first time with a wonderful girl and my adult life was beginning.
A group of us used to go to a cool club down in town on Saturday nights. Just me and these impossibly beautiful girls. Dancing on the dancefloor with a bunch of Italian guys that never paid the impossibly beautiful girls dancing with them the slightest attention. Because they were too busy staring at themselves in the wall to wall mirrors that surrounded the dancefloor.
There were certain songs the club played throughout the six month spell that I was in Locarno. Run to You by Bryan Adams. Don't you Forget About Me. Simple Minds. I didn't realise it was them for the longest time and realise sadly that they'd well and truly sold their souls and fabulous promise. And Life's What You Make it by Talk Talk. The one with the remarkable bass undertow. Their first truly great song. From their they went on to true greatness. This was the first hint that this was even possible.
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