Do you have a memory that is tied to a specific band and when you hear that band, you immediately are transported to that memory? Britny Fox has such a memory for me. Now I am the youngest of 7 kids and I am the only one of the 7 to have lived alone with my parents as an older child as all my brothers & sisters had moved out and I was left alone during high school and part of college. As a result, I actually was able to take vacations with my parents and it just be them and me. None of the others got to do that sort of thing.
Every Summer, my parents would head down to their time share down in New Smyrna Beach, Florida and I would tag along because why not…free vacation. I cherish those times with them and now that they have both passed from this Earth, I think of them often and miss them dearly. You are probably wondering how Britny Fox helps with that memory and I will tell you.
When this album came out on June 6th, 1988, I had just purchased on CD and we were heading out to vacation. I remember sitting by the pool, with my Sony portable CD player, headphones on and this CD cranked up. I was probably 18 and since I was so shy, I was not about to be scoping out the hot babes at the pool. Nope! Instead, I would sit by the pool in my tan, smoking ripped body and pretend like nothing else mattered but the music. Ok, not all of that was true…I wasn’t very tan. Ok, and I didn’t have a smoking hot ripped body. I was scrawny little shit.