
Sooooo...got to meet Duran Duran and Mark Ronson yesterday in Swordfish, my favourite record shop in the world. At the risk of sounding like I’m 8 years old or something it was genuinely exciting to have a natter with some of the people who pretty much soundtracked the decade I grew up in...and a dude that’s doing much the same thing in the decade that I’m rapidly decaying in. I took some photos but stopped myself from posing with the band. After having a natter with them it just seemed a bit weird and I'm supposed to be a grown man. Besides there was more to come in the evening...and I didn't want any restraining orders getting in the way.
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