It was May, 1987. I was playing piano in high school practice room in Wisconsin. A good friend of mine loaned me a cassette with Killing an Arab on it. He said, “Check this out”.They say certain memories we never forget…they call it “flashbulb memory”…the day Elvis died, the day JFK was shot, the day I first heard The Cure.
The next month, my dad gave me my first Cure album, Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me as a birthday present. I also remember seeing my first Cure video on MTV later that year and being quite upset about it. I was so into the music that I was afraid seeing what the band looked like might ruin it.
(From: Jeff Miller, Gainesville, Florida, USA)
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