Get your lighters out…
All hail his purple majesty!
Her name is Rio and she apparently dances on the sand
It was 1992 and I was living in Knysna in South Africa. I went to the cinema, a ramshackle old place with the most uncomfortable seating, but working air conditioning which at the height of an African summer is a true wonder indeed.
If music were a woman then I think perhaps she would be my dirty secret rather than my soul mate.