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he thought he was God. "

"Brian Slade sales plummet"

"Brian Slades U.K. Tour cancelled"

"Singer Brian Slade scheduled

to host teen Popswop awards. "

"Singer Brian Slade charged

with cocaine possession"

Brian Slade? Oh yes.

Quite well. Once upon a time.

So?...

So, what was he... what was he... Like?

Who's that? Brian?

Yeah.

Like nothing I'd ever seen before.

And in the end... Like nothing he appeared.

He was... Elegance,

walking arm in arm with lie.

His real name, in fact, was Thomas.

And his father owned a small tiling

business in suburban Birmingham.

But Brian never cared much for the suburbs.

As a young boy, he had the rare fortune of

spending a summer in London with his aunt.

A figure of some ill repute in the Slade

family, after she married a cockney...

...in the entertainment field and

followed him off to Deptford.

Brian's tender introduction

to the theatrical underworld...

...would leave a dramatic impression.

So what are you? A mod or a rocker?

Six of one, half a dozen

of the other, really.

Taking their cue from Little Richard, the

swank London mods short for modernists

...were the first to wear

mascara and lacquer their hair.

The first true Dandies of pop...

...and known to just about any indiscretion,

where a good suit was involved.

All right, lads?

Style... Always wins out in the end.

Cheers!

For Brian, the mods were

a glamorous call to arms.

Or at least to London,

where three years later...

...at the Sombrero Club in Kensington, I

would hear him sing for the very first time.

Everything, it seemed, started at the Sombrero.

No club in London had more notorious sway.

And there, at the centre of it

was Brian's American wife, Mandy...

...who's dramatic

transformation to London party...

...girl was a constant source

of amusement to us all.

You all know me. Subtlety is my middle name.

Its as subtle as the piece of skin

between my vagina and my anus ooh la! La!

Now whats is that called, does

anyone remember what that's called?

No mans land! Oh gosh, my geesh, darling!

Now, ladies of and gentlemen, boys and girls.

And whomever else who may

be in the house this evening.

It is my supreme pleasure...

...to introduce all you lovely

little minxes here tonight...

...to the Sombrero Clubs prettiest star...

...and my most shimmering hubby!

I give you Brian Slade!

Say, have a look at Miss Beautiful"!

- Have a look at the homosexual!

- A slut, mates, a slut in fancy clothes!

- Who is he?

- Some scrubber my dear, I do assure you.

- But not that scruffy, as I last recall.

- Ooh, youre wicked.

He wont be home tonight.

So, I introduced myself.

Told him I was developing my own management

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