He was up there with Kylie, Jason, Brother Beyond and Bros, lovingly Blu-Tacked to my bedroom walls. Torn from Look-In and Smash Hits, my Rick Astley posters, backed on pink paper, were arranged at jaunty angles around the poky room I shared with my sister.
Never Gonna Give You Up, Together Forever and Hold Me In Your Arms (on my well-worn Greatest Hits of 1989 double cassette) would blare out from my plastic ghetto blaster. I knew all the words.
Back in the late 80s, before Take That captured my teenage heart, it was all about Rick – that nice boy with the funny dance.
And now he’s making a comeback... [read the full article]
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