Yep, the legendary tub thumper of Fife’s finest beat combo, The Skids visited my shop again last week. What, I hear you say, was he in for? A bottle of Moet and some Bulgarian caviare? Nah, he is now a driver’s mate for a retail supply company that operates out of Dunfermline. Sadly not for him the trappings of retired rock royalty with a mock tudor and a regular gig on the nostalgia circuit and endless royalties, but a steady though low paid job… “need to pay the rent Geach”…… but he has no regrets. Toured with the Clash, TOTP, groupies, substances on tap, he was a bona fide rock star if only for a couple of years. Which is a couple of years more than me. Who next? KD Lang delivering the mail? Bill Nelson dropping off the milk of a morning? Mick Abrahams coming to read my electricity meter? Have any of the you guys met any *rock stars* after the thrill had gone and after they ditched the glitter/stack heel boots/safety pins/tiedye tshirt for more mundane attire? Over to you.
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