"It must have been around 1973 (it was). I was working in an electronics factory for an American company that made medical potentiometers. Music mattered more. I was moon-lighting as a roadie-cum-humper with a band called Ashes, doing pop covers in village halls and small venues across Scotland. Every gig swung between travel monotony and crisis. I even plunked along on bass for a while, but as always happens, everything and everybody moved on ..."
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