I'd read a lot of good things about them in Kerrang, Raw, and all the other mags that were worth reading at the time, and had heard a couple of tracks from the Radio One session that's on "Anarchic Airwaves" (more by luck than judgement - what a fortunate twist of fate to have turned on the radio when I did!), and then went out and bought Mondo Akimbo. Couldn't find Don't Be Happy - had to wait til the re-release to get that one. Then me and me mate Jim got dodgy copies of the album from a girl called Andrea who was in one of our classes at school, and who had excellent taste in music.
And more money than we did, obviously.
When the tour with The Almighty was announced, me and me mate Jim bought tickets, then had to convince our dads to take us there cos we were both skint schoolkids, so my dad drove us from Dundee to Aberdeen (only 66 miles apparently) then went home, and Jim's dad came to pick us up. As we walked in, I remember saying to Jim (who was, and to the this day remains, a HUGE Ricky Warwick fan), "Fuck the Almighty, I'm here for Ginger". It was when they had those dopey bloody things on stage with them that looked like blackboards that a kid had drawn the smiley on, and I thought they looked fucking ridiculous, but at the same time strangely cool.
Oh, and Ginger was wearing a white tshirt and he swung his dreadlocks round a lot.
And me and Jim both found it utterly bizarre that they didn't play TV Tan when it was going to be the next single, and there were folks giving out flyers for it outside the venue....
