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Well done young Sir.

You know the Frank Washington, Rome Jeffries type a thing. Jay J's - 'Gettin' A Rise' and Duck Sauce (Armand Van Helden) - 'Anyway' both fall into that vein for me. Jay J's is a tad more trad, whereby certain production techniques on the DS may drive some to distraction but all the elements are there. A decent re-edit would do it.

Don't remind me mate.

I went to a Stranglers 'MIB' tour concert in '81 and Hugh Cornwell stopped mid set and swore if there were one more gob directed there way, that was them off. They were covered in it. John Jacque Brunel had a particularly heavy green one flobbing about in his hair the whole concert.

Ha Ha Ha - Hello Phillipe. Good times mate.

Thing is Imber, I mean it. I've tried to make light of it and possibly make it look a bit tongue in cheek with the Gibbons bit at the end but I have actively practised this for years.

Thank you Herm, you old charmer you.

Mate, I'm a neurotic Virgo, of course I'm sure. Things like empty dancefloors keep us awake at night searching for an answer.

Now I know this sounds like I've written a pamphlet or summat but it is quite a good game when your off your t*ts and also helps everyone in your chosen place of Soul Heaven for the evening; the promoter, atendees etc at the same time. When a floor is empty the usual thing to do is get up from where you are sat and dance in the space in front of you - easy access to your beer, the wife, whatever, understood. If you want to help a floor you need to look at the demographic in the place, suss the obvious cold-spots on and around the dancefloor and aim specifically for them. Like if it's early doors and everyone is parked up the front leaving the back end of the venue and dancefloor feeling a bit lonely and daunting, everyone then tends to stick themselves up the top end of the dancefloor, where they feel safe and surrounded to a degree. If you stick yourself up the back end, or wherever you reckon the cold spot is, you watch, there will always be someone willing to cover the space inbetween you and the front end/cold spot, spreading people more evenly across the floor and encouraging more, less confident, dancers to the fore - as you are the last man, covering them. Have a go, it really works. I've had years of fun out of it. Send: £1.99 to FET Promotions c/o Shaun Gibbons Tea Room, End Of The Pier, Morecambe NE1 NEe's

Well bugger me - are you not missing Warrington then Geoff, like, not even the 'Cultural' Quarter. Sounds like a plan, pm us your number if you would mate, great to hear from you.

Looking forward to this.

Apologies I read 'Ferguson', not 'Anderson'. Should have gone to SpecSavers.

I know what you mean but she is one scary bird our Sheila.

Only thing I've got on it is Mable John's - 'Able Mable'.

There was a regular group of punks from Warrington that used to get on the 602 bus when I used to go to Wigan.

Owt for a bang me Steve.

It's worth a listen.

I always had a thing for Martha Reeves.

They'll never let a reprobate like you in Geoff!

And he's not done a bad job either. https://soundcloud.com/scrimshire/whitney-loleatta-million-dollar-bill

Some good replies there. Just as a point of fact, if I post something, it is not necessarily my view as such - I'm just gauging people's reactions to a given question; I'm not overly concerned with much these days.

It's a difficult one this. I had a record shop and ran a book, so I know how much you are generally behind. To each purchaser, their debt is a single one - to the dealer, there are many debtors - which can either at best starve you or at worst put you out of business. By the thread opener, I think that you lads that owe should, as hard as it is - and I know we've all got it hard right now - pay the man. It obviously has come to a very serious point for someone to take such a drastic step ie pour his heart out on a message board. Come on fella's - stay out the pub for a weekend and pay up. That's the true defination of a man, let alone a Soulie.

"There may be trouble ahead....!"

Come on you tossers - get yer mate paid!