West End Girls by The Pet Shop Boys is a near deserted Holte during the dire 85-86 season at half time in a match I've long since expunged from my memory. Whenever I hear that song it just makes me feel depressed: I can feel the cold coming up through the inadequate footwear I had on and the feeling of complete frustration at the Villa's plight: three seasons ago we were the reigning Champions of Europe...
Theme from an unmade silent movie by Hurricane Smith transports me back to when we were the best team in England, and then the best team in Europe. The club should re-instate it, play it before every game.