Our Ginger Fuhrer's young life was scarred by the discovery of an end-of-the-pier 'What The Butler Saw' machine and a jazz mag shoved behind a toilet cistern. Tell us about the first time you realised that there was more to life than sweet shops and Friday night TV
(, Thu 11 Aug 2011, 13:07)
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The first Jazz mag I ever laid eyes on, it was filled from top to bottom with Scat.
To be fair, what else would you expect from Beatnik poetry weekly?
(, Thu 11 Aug 2011, 21:02, 4 replies)
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