Northern Soul Page #3

See these lyrics, right?

I wrote them all down.

They just jumped out at me.

Really grabbed me.

- Tobi Legend?

- Yeah, they really meant something.

Does that sound daft?

- Bloody hell, you have been busy.

- Yeah.

"Life is just one precious minute.

Open up your eyes and see it.

"Give yourself a better chance

because time will pass you..."

- Do you know what I mean?

- I do.

F***ing great.

That's like the great thing

about soul music.

You listen to the lyrics on all

them records and they talk to you.

Detroit, '68, Ric-Tic label.

Like my neck.

Oh, dick.

Hey, Bazz, stick this on for us, will you?

Put both booths on.

Hey, come on.

F***ing hell, those trumpets!

Hey! Come on, there's tons of stuff.

Cameo-Parkway.

Philadelphia, a mean sound.

And Wand label from New York.

Bloody hell, I'm having that.

That is a great magazine.

Lt tells you all about soul records

and like, singers and that.

Have a look in back,

a fella called John Anderson.

He owns Soul Bowl Records.

All the top DJs buy from him.

You know, like Ray Henderson.

Move away from this section. Thank you.

Hey, you, f*** off!

We're buying serious stuff here.

You're not the only one

that likes "serious" music.

What're you doing,

three weeks Friday?

Piss off, d*ckhead!

I'm playing soul at the youth club.

Youth club?

Have you heard this, Ange?

Hey, I know you. The bus?

- Yeah.

- He always gives up his seat for me.

- I wouldn't sit where he's f***ing been.

- Aw!

It's always nice and warm.

Come on, Ange. We're not hanging

here with these kiddy-winks.

Who's the black bird?

I see her on the bus every morning.

She's a nurse.

A nurse, eh? Hey, maybe she could see

to this weird swelling I keep getting.

She wouldn't be interested in me anyway.

No, not when your mum's

dressing you in that clobber!

They got them. Brilliant!

Solatios. F***ing best!

I can't pay you back in full.

Don't worry about it. Hey, come on.

Hi, is this Soul Bowl Records?

Hi. Um, do you have a record by a Lou

Pride, I'm Com'un Home In The Morn'un?

Nice kit! Have you won pools?

Who the f*** are you?

You look nearly as good as me.

Do I look all right?

50% Bruce Lee!

Hey, I got this from Soul Bowl Records,

Lou Pride.

It's on the tape, from the all-nighter,

Ray Henderson's set.

I heard the first ten seconds or so of it.

Now I've heard the whole thing. It's great!

Do you want it?

F***ing hell, no. You keep it.

- Take it.

- All right.

It's a f***ing great record. Hey.

Come on, we're going for it.

Oi, oi, oi!

Tez's car's broke down.

Oh, yeah? How long will he be?

I don't know. About half hour.

I'll get things going.

You got any charts?

No, I've got loads of soul.

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