I had a couple of flashback moments this after noon (nothing to do with substance abuse i hasten to add) as i was flicking through some tunes. I started to think about memories associated with tunes and a couple that stick in my head.
#1 Sunbathing on a roof in Jersey City NJ listening to a tape on my walkman (a while ago). I was listening to Ho happy day by Flame n King when I suddenly felt as if I was being watched. As I looed up i saw that all the surrounding residents were at their windows watching me and shouting abuse. I'm sure that if they had stones they would have thrown them! I guess they don't do that there or maybe my pasty skin was offensive. Still makes me laugh/shudder to this day.
#2 The Cotton Club, Paisley- we went to support Alan Walls (Glenrothes) who was playing at a 'Soul' all dayer there. Turned out it was a kind of jazz-Funk type do and the majority of the audience preferring that genre. Alan decided WTF and launched into his set with Big Mac - That's the way to treat your woman. There was a collective gasp from the jazzy set and a nice big empty floor for us. His set was belligerent to say the least. I don't think we got invited back. I laughed so much i bought the record from him.
I know we've all got lots of memories associating dear friends and departed friends but let have some light hearted memories to cheer up this god awful rainy night.
I had a couple of flashback moments this after noon (nothing to do with substance abuse i hasten to add) as i was flicking through some tunes. I started to think about memories associated with tunes and a couple that stick in my head.
#1 Sunbathing on a roof in Jersey City NJ listening to a tape on my walkman (a while ago). I was listening to Ho happy day by Flame n King when I suddenly felt as if I was being watched. As I looed up i saw that all the surrounding residents were at their windows watching me and shouting abuse. I'm sure that if they had stones they would have thrown them! I guess they don't do that there or maybe my pasty skin was offensive. Still makes me laugh/shudder to this day.
#2 The Cotton Club, Paisley- we went to support Alan Walls (Glenrothes) who was playing at a 'Soul' all dayer there. Turned out it was a kind of jazz-Funk type do and the majority of the audience preferring that genre. Alan decided WTF and launched into his set with Big Mac - That's the way to treat your woman. There was a collective gasp from the jazzy set and a nice big empty floor for us. His set was belligerent to say the least. I don't think we got invited back. I laughed so much i bought the record from him.
I know we've all got lots of memories associating dear friends and departed friends but let have some light hearted memories to cheer up this god awful rainy night.
gary