Sunday, December 28, 2008
Real Gangster Times
the Specials from back when they were going to usher in the Two Tone Apocalypse and make it all better. They were right, they were good and they should have succeeded. Instead, the gangsters won.
I found a very nice looking suit in a thrift store. It wasn't quite a nifty looking English suit, but that sort of thing was hard to come by in Indiana in 1980. I was accused of trying to import an English fad to the Midwest. I didn't want to wear the punk rock uniform, that's all. I was getting old. I was at the point where I was too old to have new ideas and too young to have a body of experience to fall back on. I had a suit.
Posted by Your driver at 3:19 PM