Not sure if I can make this relevant but I’ll have a go; it is/was a record shop that sells music so that must count for something . One time I was selling a load of my records, which I did from time to time, either because I was a bit skint or stopped playing certain choons. (It’s always good to have a clear-out once in a while...).Anyway I don’t know if it was the guy from this particular Afflecks Palace record stall or another one but a mate put him onto me and he called round my flat. Now I didn’t know he was a dealer; thought he was a fan, like meself. Anyway I remember he bought stuff by The Pack, Satan’s Rats ,early Cure , Penetration etc. and ‘cos he seemed mad keen and said he really liked them, I thought fair enough, they’re going to a good home, and let him have them for what I payed for them; i.e. about a quid each ,even though I knew they were worth a bob or too. Aaaanyway turns out said geezer had them up on the wall of his shop for many times more than what I’d received; like 50 squid for one of ‘em or something ridiculous........I gave him a cup of tea with a Bourbon biscuit and everything! Well I never was a good businessman (just another mug punter...?); I just go to work 'n get paid. And I still don’t like dealers... of any kind, to this day. Never seems to be about music, art ,being creative etc. just about the moolah and hanging out with Mammon.....not good for your ‘elf. (Lack of money the root of all evil?...Naah..)Well if I knew it was this guy’s stall I'd like to think I'm petty enough and small enough to not knowingly upload this flyer ,but as there’s every likelyhood it’s not, it’s there now for the whole world to admire in brilliant technicolour, so “eeenjoy “ as they say in all the best cafeterias.
Also there was a band called The Earwigs, fronted, funnily enough by a guy called Earwig. The odd time I jumped in a taxi with him and Mike Rossi back to Woodhouse Park, sharing the load etc. Can’t remember if they were much cop....Can’t imagine I’ll be typing the word “earwig” for at least another 20/30 years or so, but one never knows does one...hmm.?
Can't believe I got all that just from a flyer for a record shop.!...Oh well..