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A LIFE IN THE DAY OF

Usually the first thing I do is stumble towards the music playing instruments and blast myself with lots of pleasurable noise.  There are always friends around so I'll talk to them, dance and sing along with Dencil Willians.  We've got a video of her singing at Sunsplash. Soul building stuff !  Then I sit in the office and annoy Beelsebub, out secretary. If Paul is in is rare occurence because he's usually around town doing very important things.  At the moment we're converting a room into a eight track studio and, out of guilt.  I help, espcially when I hear Paul moaning and screaming because he's trapped himself under a large speaker or something. When I get hungry, I go to the cafe down the road and eat horrible greasy things which I immediately regret.  If I've any money I feel it burning my leg through the material of my clothes screaming 'spend me...'  So I do. On anything.  Vegetables that I'll never eat.  Make up I'll never wear. I might walk down Oxford Street which is just round the corner and meet a few fans,  wich is very uplifting.

Every day is different though, full of precious gems and nasty big annoyances. If I get too annoyed try things I just think of a day in Jamaica.  There I wake up with the small of the salt in the air and feel the damp heat caressing my body,  But back to the day.  I usually drift back to the studio and get ready for the evening.  I'll eat spaghetti in another cafe - we always eat out because we haven't got a kitchen.  Then I put on more make up and take off more clothes and decide what to do with the night.  I've stopped going out so much when I'm in England these days because all the places seem the same.  I might go to Planets or up the Camden Palace where I nip up to the cocktail bar and fall over all the pop stars and Simon Tebbutt grinning ludicrously at the wall,  surrounded by cigarette ends and empty glasses.  Anyway, after a few hours of this I stumble home to bed at about four in the morning when I drink tea and go to bed

My day begins at 4.30 in the afternoon.  When it's light enough I'll go up to the roof of the place I live in with an air rifle and shoot at the pigeons at nearby railway station.  As soon as it's dark it's time for games ... Atari, Missile Command, Star Wars, Pacman,  Star Master ... fizzle pop. Anything could happen next.   I could be watching films .. 'Salo', Clockwork Orange',  'Tron'  and 'The Exorcist'.  They're great.  My all time favourites. Dinner time and it's cheese on toast again.  The telephone starts ringing at 10 and we plan the night away.  Some friends soon arrive and we'll watch a newly released filme before going out. Now its about midnight and we go for the one big meal of the day.  Normally an Indian.  I love Indian food, especially chicken Tikka. Then we'll go to a club.  There's a small one in Soho called The Shaft.  They sell drink till eight in the morning.  It's a pound in and they play funk and reggae all night.  The D.J. is called Scratching Monkey.  I spend a lot of my time watching the dancers.  I enjoy dancing and watching good dancing. As it gets lighter I get hungry and it's time  for the best meal of the day  - a greasy English  breakfast.

I can really move some pig at brekkies.  If it's a Sunday morning I'll take a trip over the Brick Lane market in East London and look for some little tattle.  Sometimes before I retire I'll pop over the studio where Paul and Kte live and see what our work schedule is for the next few days.  Then about 11 in the morning it's time for bed. RECORD MIRROR - APRIL 23, 1983

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