I packed a stack of old records in a Tesco’s bag and took a 109 into Croydon. Some were mine, some were yours; once upon a time we called them ours. Tim looked sad as he opened up that Tesco’s bag and spread out all that vinyl on the counter. He pointed out some scratches in the sunlight to me, shook his head. Then he found another. And another. With disdain, fingering a red wine stain surrounding David Bowie’s face (red wine was not to Tim’s taste), he said, Let’s Dance could never be enhanced by red wine stains or my ex’s name scribbled on the cover. I disagreed. You left me with a stack of bills. All this ringing in my ears shall ain’t wedding bells.
Bowie haunts a handful of pieces I’ve written over the years. This pleases me. Happy birthday xo
cassettes: scratches in the sunlight (2008)
*Beanos was a second-hand record shop that traded from 1975 to 2009 in Croydon; the sign above the door declaring it to be the ‘largest anywhere’. For much of that time it was next to the pet food shop and The Dog & Bull pub on Surrey Street, where the fruit and veg market has traded for over 300 years. I surely recorded the barkers and the buyers on a minidisc player that I was fond of at the time. Beanos was owned by Mr. D. Lashmar, a sort of jolly and approachable Branson lookalike. Several of my dear friends of that period served there: Magic Sam, Keith O’Keefe, Red Sarah, Ray and, of course, Tim.
Wonderful Nick. Both the song and the story. And Happy Birthday Bowie!
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Thank you, Bob!
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I love the title and the song is as you say, ACES xo
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Bless ya, Grady xo
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happy belated birthday Mr. Bowie ♡
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That may be, G. But we’re celebrating MF DOOM’s birthday today (did you not get the memo?) xoxo
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I orchestrated it your server must be down… smile for the G, k?
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🙂
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I like this sad song very much. (I’m becoming quite a fan of your music.) Bowie features in one of my bad marriage/divorce stories.
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I await eagerly! Thank you, Liz xo
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This was pleasing. Thanks for the share. 🎵 👏🏼
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Thanks, Michele xo
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Um… this is awesome. You are really good on the guitar and sound just like Bowie on this one. Funny, I was playing guitar tonight for the first time in a long while (I’m pretty terrible) and was thinking a WordPress jam would be so much fun. Love your contribution.
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*imagined contribution. :))
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…if I could just be bothered (i.e. professional) enough to tune it properly 🙂 xo
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Oh my you are picky!! It sounded beautiful to me… xo
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I don’t think anyone’s writing would not be enhanced by being haunted by Bowie! Does this sentence make sense? I can’t be sure, as I’ve run out of coffee…the Queen of Lockdownia’s a big fan anyway!
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…I think (,) it does 🙂
*scrabbles around pointlessly for Literary Theory textbook*
“Coffee, quickly, for the Queen!”
xo
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I was listening to Lets Dance in the car this afternoon. 🙂
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‘…song they’re playing on the radio’ xo
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well… on the MP3 player in this case. 🙂
Love your song – very Bowie sound. And I really like the hawkers in the background – it reminds me of the Vic market in Melbourne.
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🙂 Of course!
Thank you, Kate.
I imagine Vic market smells so colourful! xo
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This piece is full of curiosity and so evocative.
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Now that I live in the northeast it is intriguing to hear these south London street voices again. I recall one barker could always be heard, “‘alf a cu’, ‘alf a cu’…’alf a cu’ for fifty pee!” – which still makes me giggle all this time later! What a bargain! 🙂
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This is SO GOOD, Nick!
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🙂 Thanks, MM. Hope you well xo
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this is so great!
Yes!
xo
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Beautiful blog
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Thank you!
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