…Stacey, the drummer, hurled her sticks at the garage door – but instead of bouncing off metal they bounced off Adisa’s mum’s chest….His mum is Nigerian and she’s got presence, if you know what I mean. She breathed deeply and muttered something about white people’s music.
At the end everyone made a vow to give up 10 points a week to power up the band. I felt dead emotional when I said my vow. This band’s my lifeline. I don’t know how we’re going to keep going, though – a screaming, Straight X punk band isn’t anybody’s idea of important right now.
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