the 'other' music young loveless was listening to and buying back in the day, i already had an affinity with the ska and rock-steady tunes courtesy of my mate's at school who stole their old man's vinyl, the early punk gig's, where there wasn't enough punk record's for the dj to play, often turned to the jamaican 'dub' style record's, cut and heavy on the echo chamber, deep rumbling bass, faded in and out, a snatch of vocal's from the 'a' side but predominately insrumental, night's at the carib club, red stripe lager and the air heavy with the scent of ganja, i never breathed in though, honest, marine-ply speaker cabinet's and the 'ttschh, tttsch, ttttttttsycchhhhh of the fader, the dj, for the first time had become more important than the artist, barrington levy, 'shine eyed dub'...........
i hate working saturday's, it just rob's you of valuable time, me and the boy jack were up at 0500 for our shift, second saturday in a row, bastard, one day off a week just isn't enough, especially at my age, anyway, fitted the header pipes and swapped the tie-wrap's for the stainless jubille clip's, wiped down the megga's with some cellulose thinner's post-flatting, rattle-can treatment, goodbye shiny chrome, hello matt black...........
david emde racing the san-jose bmw twin, i became aware of emde's when i followed the american superbike series in the late '70's-early '80's, these machines were like the bikes we rode on the road, big, brutal in-line four cylinder machines, ill handling, heavy monster's, skinny little tyres, [you could squeeze a 130 pirelli phantom in the arse-end of a gs 1000], emde rode for the legendary pop's yoshimura on suzuki's before signing to ride the bmw boxer twin's, the twin's were considered uncompetitive against the inline japper four's, emde proved them wrong at loudon in 1981, a post race entry meant starting from the back row, emde carved through the field, even passing flying freddie spencer on the work's honda cb900, oh yeah baby, not bad for an old man's touring bike was it?..........[thank's for the pic's jan]
well, i've sat and looked at it for a couple of day's and today i decided i really couldn't live with it, you have to be true to...
early seventies at southgate secondary modern and the young loveless was getting his ear turned by black music, mostly motown and what later...