I mentioned a few posts back that I’d been invited onto Free School’s podcast. Well, here it is. It was great fun and a real joy to talk about the past and of course, music, which I’ve always loved sharing with people, be it in my house, behind the decks in a club….or talking to two very nice men with a microphone. I’m hoping to do it again sometime, and Adam Regan may get a look in too – watch this space.
I’m afraid you’ll have to cut and paste the link below. I’ve tried to embed the player, and paste a link, but to no avail. Thanks Steve for trying too.
I talked about Original Rockers first live show, but as always with my addled brain I couldn’t remember too much about it, only that it was in London. Well, my old pal Andy Jones got in touch and this is what he said…
I’ve just had a listen to your interview by Free school. Bought back some good memories. I noticed you were struggling to remember the details of the first ‘Original Rockers Hi-Fi’ gig. I just so happen to have the flyer for it on my notice board in the kitchen. I’ll scan it and send it to you when I’ve got my computer set up again. I’m about to do a bit of painting so I’ve disconnected it all.
The night was called ‘Dubology’ and it was promoted as your first ever live UK appearance. ‘Bassline selection’ was courtesy of Danny Briotet of Renegade Soundwave and Launch DAT. The venue was the Vox in Brixton and the date was Thursday 28th July 1994. I would have been 32. Crikey.
Hope you’re well. See you again soon I hope.
I also remember that it was promoted by John Pell (where are you now, John?), who also booked us to play in New Zealand – now there’s another story!
I was 16 years old when I first heard this record, and I’d not heard Reggae like it before. Of course I’d heard Bob Marley on the radio, and there was one Reggae record in our house – Clint Eastwood by The Upsetters – which my eldest brother owned, due to the fact that he’d become a Skinhead, in the late 60s, and I think it was a bit of a Skinhead anthem. Anyway, in 1977 I discovered Punk and a few of the elder pupils at my school were into the scene and were frequenting a club called Barbarellas. I left school in late 77 and straight into a job and my own disposable income, but had to squeeze a few quid out of my mom so that I could buy a Punk outfit – a pair of very tight drain-pipe jeans, a black and white striped T-shirt and a pair of clear plastic sandals. I felt the bees knees, but I didn’t know if I’d get the thumbs-up from the ‘elders’, but I was soon to find out. The older Punks used to meet, on a Friday night, at a pub called the Buccaneer, I’m not sure what it’s called now, and was situated at the entrance of Elmdon Airport (now Birmingham International Airport). I walked from my parents house to the pub, which was about 6 miles, nervously opened the pub door and stepped in. Fortunately I was greeted with open arms and accepted into the fold. I was given a few tips about how to get across town without getting my head kicked in, knocked back a pint of Mild, and then jumped on the bus to town. What a buzz this all was – a 16 year old breaking the law and discovering a scene that opened my eyes to a whole new world, which set me on a path to a career as a DJ and a maker of music.
Cokane In My Brain by Dillinger (Black Swan/Island Records 1976)
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