Long long ago, I had a friend who did a late show on our student radio station. Sometimes I would go along to the studio and he would put "Walking down Madison" on the radio for me. But we're not in touch any more, and there won't be any more songs from Kirsty MacColl.
I don't have a story like Rachel's. Only that I could have seen Kirsty in concert in some small venue in London once upon a time, but I didn't go along that night. Only memories of some private episodes in my life that have songs from her earlier albums as their soundtracks.
I go back to New Zealand for a while on Saturday, and I'll be bringing my copy of Kite back to the Bay Area in the new year.
"Open the door and look up to the skies / And leave the shore / And let my hand trail in the cool water / Float downstream, say goodbye to that dream"