Now when I was a young boy...
Muddy Waters - Profile
Back when I was 16, I was obsessed with blues. I'd just left school and was living in the family home on a council estate in Romford. Heroin had become quite popular at the time, and I was on the top deck of a 294 bus, chatting to one of the local heroin-enthusiasts, who had been in the year above me in school. He was kind enough to give me a blim of Red Leb (a popular type of hash at the time) to try for the first time.
I spent a Saturday afternoon, alone in the house, face down on my bed, absolutely munted, with side A of this album playing over and over again on my Fidelity record player, with the arm up, and having a wonderful time. Happy days.
I got to see Muddy Waters at the Capital Jazz Festival in 1981 and he was fantastic.
I reckon the next time I got stoned was at a football match and I spent the first half of the match sitting down on the crowded terraces like a twat.
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