Beats Workin'

On Thursday Beth & I wobbled off to the gala launch of a new record shop in Sclater Road just off Brick Lane that some friends of mine have just opened. Despite a few tantrums, setbacks and fights along the way they've finally got it finished and open and, I've gotta say, it's a right rip-roaring stoinker of a shop. I saw it a few weeks back when it resembled nothing more than a glorified studio for Chris but since then it's moved on to a fully-functioning record emporium. They had a blistering display of photgraphs from a chap called Mike, (who apparently used to take pictures of the Sex Pistols), many of which he'd never exhibited before. There was also some old guy, (with dubious hair), who was in a band way back called the 'Creaming Weirdos' or something and he played an acoustic set to get things going. There was booze and friends and laughter and records and smiles all round. It looks like it's gonna be a real success, and deservedly so.