White Rabbit 

Ammi Hugo

Pretoria, South Africa

i remember going into a record store.  It felt like it was part of the underground and I had all this class by being there. This was the only album I bought.  I loved her throaty voice and I played it over and over. The memory takes me to Pretoria.  It was a sunny time.  I was living this young hip life in the suburbs working as a nurse.  And it was an introspective time, parties and drinking, and really having the time of my life.  But White Rabbit was the sound of ultimate daring.

It curled in my gut and I can still feel it that way.

I also loved Peter Sarstedt and Where Do You Go To My Lovely?

White Rabbit