“Hello?” “It’s Bobby.” “Hi.” “You took my straw!” I realized that I had indeed, and had thought nothing of it. Because … it was a crummy piece of plastic straw. But Bobby was pissed. “There are crystals inside it, man, growing. You took it.” Growing? The residue of powdered cocaine mixed with mucus formed crystals over time? What did I know. It reminded me of some science-fair project. “So … you want the straw back?” “Yeah, man.” I walked it back to his room. He didn’t smile or say thanks. It was the last time I ever bought coke from anyone.
I snuk in a Kevin Bloody Wilson song into a cd I made for a small mall a good few years ago.. Took them ages to find it was track 22.. seems they didn't know you could just splice songs together.. so it played every hour for over a week ;)
The story of how 2 Tone, a record label from Coventry, went on to have a global impact. The brainchild of Jerry Dammers saw dance music with a message dominate the charts from 1979. Terry Hall and The Specials, The Selector, Madness, The Beat, Bodysnatchers
