A man walks into Dragons Den .
MAN-"hello,i'm here to ask you for funding for a Northern soul nite".
TP- "HOW MUCH YOU MAKING IN A NITE?"
MAN- "NOT MUCH"
TP- "ENOUGH TO PAY YOURSELF A WAGE?"
MAN- "...EERR WELL NO"
TP- "IN THAT CASE ..I'M OUT"
DM -"HOW MANY OTHER RIVALS ARE THERE?"
MAN- "OH LOTS,ALL OVER THE COUNTRY"
DM -"WILL YOU CATER FOR THE LADIES,YOU KNOW PLAY THEM SOMETHING THEY LIKE?"
MAN-" WE'LL TRY BUT CAN'T PROMISE ANYTHING,ITS UP TO THE DJ'S"
DM- "CAN'T PROMISE ANYTHING?..IN THAT CASE...I'M OUT"
DB -"SO IS THERE GONNA BE R'N'B PLAYED?"
MAN- "WELL,,MAYBE"
DB -"YOUR'E NOT SURE ARE YOU?"
MAN-"OK, NO R'NB"
DB- "NO R'NB??..IN THAT CASE... I'M OOT"
PJ -"I LOVE MY MODERN,IF YOU GOING TO PLAY MODERN I COULD BE PERSUADED TO GET ON BOARD.T- SHIRTS,CD'S,WRISTBANDS,GLOWSTICKS.WHAT DO YOU THINK?"
MAN-" SORRY NO MODERN PETER"
PJ -"VERY LIMITED OPTIONS HERE..."
MAN- "YES I KNOW BUT.."
PJ - " NO MODERN?..I'M OUT"
The MAN'S last chance remains with James Caan.
JC -"SO,LOTS OF VENUES,NOT SURE OF WHAT YOUR'E GONNA PLAY,NO MARKETING REQUIRED.NOT MUCH OF A BUSINESS PROPOSITION IS IT?"
MAN -"NO,WE DO IT FOR THE LOVE OF THE MUSIC"
JC - "LOVE?? WHAT'S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT??..IN THAT CASE ...I'M OUT"