Surprises in the most unlikely places.
AS I'm sure none of you know, I play bass guitar. pretty badly, it must be said, but everyone has to start somewhere.

This leads to me keeping an eye open for chord charts, sheet music, and suchlike even when, for instance, at a loud, drunken, and raucous party held by an utterly ancient chum in the depths of the Gloucestershire countryside.

The chap was a club and event organiser and the party was essentially for his usual staff of bouncers, podium dancers, cloakroom girls, barstaff, and drug dealers to cut loose and enjoy themselves for once. I was there through a set of circumstances involving a malfunctioning laser, two paperclips and a pair of rubber gloves which is frankly too bizzare to explain here.

The party itself was constructed of 100% pure weapons grade win. people dancing, people drinking, people staring off into space with various levels of illegal smile. I myself was sprawled out on a sofa drinking Jamesons and talking bollocks with some no-name band when our host staggered in, arm around a giggling young thing and mentioned that he had a great music collection in the "library" which I was welcome to peruse.
So I followed him and the girl down a dim corridor, keeping a keen eye on her extraordinarily squeezable and barely concealed arse until we stepped into a room lined floor to ceiling with musical memerobilia, from blues through rock and roll, to the beginnings of punk, it was all here.
I turned my attention to the books for a little while, flicking through a first edition of an Elvis biography, checking out the history of the Fender guitar company, when I heard a low moan from behind me.
Hear noise, turn to look over shoulder, pure reflex no consideration for what might sear itself onto the back of my eyeballs, and there, bent over the arm of a chair as though it were the most common thing in the world was something I've never seen before or since.
"Unexpurgated Bo Diddley"
( DukeEuphoria Comes highly reccomended, Tue 2 Jun 2009, 14:57, 1 reply)

Finely crafted phrase my good Sir!
You get a woo, a yay and, if I may make so bold, a houpla as well!

Brilliant!

*click*
(Captain Placid 24/7 ball gags, brownie mix and clown porn, Tue 2 Jun 2009, 17:38, closed)