Ik kom er net achter dat ik een oude tuthola ben geworden: ik heb last van jeugdsentiment, dankzij Kazaa.
Raadt u even met mij mee?
Fragment 1:
“Picture this, a recording studio somewhere far, far away. Ooooweee, you bugger! Say kids, what time is it? It’s time for house. Oeoe, aaaa”.
Fragment 2:
“Abracadabra messa…don’t go wild if your mind don’t work. Zongazeezongazee”
Fragment 3:
“However do you want me, however do you need me”
Fragment 4:
“Put the needle on the record…put the needle on the record when the drum beats go like this”