lisn'n to NWA and Eazy E at work, I thought back to the first time I heard NWA and Eazy-E...so yuo'all know what time it is..jack'a'fukkin'ory time!
So a long time ago, in a galaxy far far away , that we can call Scotland, my HD mechanic and I headed over to stay and hang out with some friends.
One of the guys was an infamous bloke who was well known as a biker and street fighter,and we went out on the town as they say, into to realm that could have jumped out from a tarantino manuscript..so kids, if your reading, its all like Alice in Wonderland but without the 3D specs and popcorn...
The night started out pretty smooth, a couple of beers..a chat..fresh off the plane and the usaul catchup chitchat..then Eazy-E's album got spun on the tables and followed up by some lines..things started getting sppedin' up..literally..
..with snow on the nosecaps we headed out..towards whe Proclaimers would put into stone with their album "sunshine on leith"..Leith was a special place..if you didn't live there you basically didn't drink there..we were going to drink there..
We ended up in a small dismal and very local by the locals pit..sawdust on the floor and a cage for the stage..no joke, yes , this is Leith and not some fantasy cowboy bar from the Blues Brothers..
..this was my first encounter with slasher jimmy..and interesting character with shiftier eyes than the infamous Buffalo Bill from hannibal..Jimmy got his name as he was an expert in knives...he wore a long black jacket and of course, as you do..carried his knives with him..at around 50 years old he actually looked as if he meant it..
..at this point our leith contact decided to wake the dead and pay a visit to yet another famous biker from back in the day..we went for a walk and came to a side door that went downwards.At the bottom theres a white door..its startin to sound like Alice in Leith..so TM bangs the door and we hear a continous noise of bolts getting undone ,a chorus of mechanical brass going on behind the door..when its opened a tower begs us in , quickly, quickly...
..at this point you'd start getting a bit worried..but theres a gentle calm anyway as we are under the guard of a guy who carries it..if you get what I mean..
behind the door hides a small , windowless area, with very little furniture but a shit load of home made weapons..time for another snort of magic mountain and we're back out into the dark streets of leith..as Ozzy said, flying high tonite..or snowblind..yu guessed it..
..the night ended with a party in somebodys house..no idea who..in a daze of what makes the golden triangle famous, I remember turning down a threesome as throughout this I felt that 2 x 15 wasn't the clickety click i was looking for..
by the time I left the party it was 9 oclock in the morning..suns up..our party split and I headed off to catch some zzzzzzz
my mechanic laughed when he heard people back in sweden asking him about the highlands, the bagpipes and the haggis...can't imagine why..
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