Then I’d put this on. Fifteen seconds in, when he says “Thunderbirds are go!” I’d bring on the the swirling multicoloured lights, strobes and boom – the dance floor would fill and we were away. This was the typically low-key way I’d begin my DJ set when this record was a hit. And now I can’t help wondering whether Donald Trump was in one of the clubs on one of the nights when I did it. Because changing the words from Thunderbirds are go to Tomahawks are go. Then Bomb the Bass to Bomb the Base and there you have his foreign policy on Syria.
First I’d plunge the club into darkness….

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