Troop;
I remember jocking for Neil Rushton at the Birmingham Locarno Aldayers, I had a full head of hair then too, , Id just spun "I dont know about you" and was half way through "Five minutes" and I was approached quite menaceingly by a baggy trousered individual with a beer towel hanging from his waist, mind you he was wearing a shirt and not the obligatory vest,he shouted the immortal words "get this f------ modern shit off " whilst clenching a rather large fist.
I wonder how much he's paid for these two tunes now that they are accepted on his scene?
Gouch