Monthly Archives: February 2016

A new cover for Rough Notes for 2016… “After the ‘lone star’ incident, the lighting man and I got together so that whenever we played Deep Dark Truthful Mirror — and Elvis got to the line ‘the sky was just a purple bruise’ — a beam would cut vertically through the darkness to illuminate me for a second or two, and I would stand there behind him, gazing over at him with a winning smile — a purple Bruce. I … Continue reading

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Misheard Lyrics

For years I thought that the opening line of Desmond Dekker’s The Israelites was “Wake up in the morning, baked beans for breakfast.” (It’s actually, Wake up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir.”) People sometimes ask me what some of EC’s lyrics actually are. One person simply could not decipher a line from The Beat. Until I set them straight, “My neighbour’s revving up his Vauxhall Viva” had been, “My neighbour’s had enough to piss a boxhall baby.” A surreal image indeed. … Continue reading

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Apparently, this has turned up in the Dubai Hard Rock Café. I only ever used it for posing on TV and bought it because it looked so cool. I got it off a guy who lived in a trailer in St, Pete, Florida for 180 bucks. I think Jack Bruce used one on the Cream revival shows in 2005.

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