It was around Summer 1989 and they were great. I must've caught one of their eyes (ouch) as I was personally invited back stage. I crept off (unbeknownst to my then boyfriend 'Bones') and innocently went back stage when they;d finished the gig. The first thing after asking my name was to offer me abig fat Bob Marley (spliff) I na do dat ting, I said, had a sip of one of their beers and got hastily rushed off by my x's sister, whod'd come looking for me as 'Bones' was worried because I'd dissappeared! Needless to say it was a memorable gig and Aswad were tops!
This is part of my site The 'Gerald that I built in a fever of excitement when I first moved here sometime in '04. I'd been a regular visitor for a while before that but I am technically one of those DFLs you get now. This site was a lot more dynamic with a calendar of events and voting for best venues and things, and I hear it was a handy reference for others who were thinking of moving here. Now I've moved out of Folkestone again (though just a couple of miles) it doesn't get as much attention as it used to. Ironic really as The town is now becoming the exciting place we always thought it was just about to. I am not Gerald BTW, this comes from the name of a fake paper in an episode of The Day Today or something, the Portsmouth Gerald, and how there is a local newspaper here called the Folkestone Herald. Puns like this are GRATE aren't they? Do contact me if you have anything to offer, email anythign @ this domain, or try @folkestone or @pauly on the twitter.