Just Selections 004

It was the dark, sinister, evening of Halloween.

I trundled wearily up a murky road, battling fear and fatigue to get to the Jenkins residence. Luckily, I was dressed in all black, armed with some records and my weapon - a trusty recording device.

I knocked on Tom's 9ft Beech Wood front door and eventually he answered it..

Naked, straddling a bottle of Red Label.

- We proceeded to laugh, joke & play some music we like..

NB: this is our favourite mix yet ") !