Gene Vincent Bluejean Bop (180g)

摘要

'I that am curtail'd of this fair proportion/ Cheated of feature by dissembling nature/ Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time/ Into this breathing world, scarce half made up/ And that so lamely and unfashionable/ That dogs bark at me as I halt by them…' It's not often we begin with a quote from the Bard but these are the words that were haphazardly roiling around Jack's brain as he waited at London Airport North on the chilly morning of Saturday the 5th of December 1959 while the thin, stooped figure shuffled across the tarmac. Red felt ice hockey jacket. Grey conservative slacks. Jack didn't much like what he saw.