
We all have albums in our collection that are ages-old, but we still play regularly. Sometimes we may wonder whatever happened to that artist from all those years back; we may even regret never getting to see them live when they were ‘in their pomp’. One such artist, for me, was Toyah.
She appeared towards the end of the short 1970s punk revolution when, ironically, it was her live album Toyah! Toyah! Toyah! that forced its way onto my record deck during 1980. Regular readers will know that I specifically exclude live albums from my annual selection process, so it never featured in my roundup. But when she released her next studio album, Anthem, six months later it was an instant purchase. It made my top three in 1981, and has been a regular play over the intervening forty years. But I never got to a gig – until this weekend.
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