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How we laughed: the golden days of Bananarama

19 December 2020

9:00 AM

19 December 2020

9:00 AM

Bananarama: Really Saying Something Keren Woodward and Sara Dallin

Hutchinson, pp.304, 20

Saying you don’t like Bananarama is like saying you don’t like summer or Marilyn Monroe — a sure sign of a misanthropist who thinks that being a wet blanket makes them interesting. OK, they never had a blazing talent — their three small, sweet pipings barely adding up to one decent voice — but they were one step beyond even the glorious girls of the Human League: Have-a-Go-Heroines dancing round their handbags, a karaoke of themselves.

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