OK, it was the late 80's. I was good friends with this Irish dominatrix called Mary. She never did any sex for money, she made obscene amounts of money simply ritually humiliating clients. She was friends with several high class escorts, and it seems one of them had an invite to a house party hosted by several members of Aswad, who were staying in a place off Portobello in London. I really couldn't grasp why she asked me to go as I really wasn't a fan, but I guess she wanted someone to accompany her and I wasn't exactly doing much at the time.

We end up at this house and as soon as the door opens, I hiss "WTF Mary, we are like the only white people here". Anyway ,we go in and hang out. It's like reggae groupie heaven, loads of women in batty riders and bowls of weed all over the place.

We're there for about 20 minutes and we're walking round from room to room, we walk into one room to find this couple going at it hammer and tongs, the lead vocalist is with this groupie chick. To this day, whenever someone mentions Aswad, I have the enduring image of this really tone deaf groupie wailing "Don't Turn Around" at the top of her lungs while in the reverse cowgirl position.

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"... I don't simply wash my hair, I make love to my hair, it is a process and it shows..."

That's impressive.

who is aswad?

i assume they are reggae? which is weird, because i really like reggae.

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omg, Champers.
did they have queer 80's hairdos? did YOU?

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