I’d entirely forgotten about it until recently, but my younger sis and a friend of hers used to do flyering for The End for a while, and as a consequence she spoke to Mr C a fair bit. He sounded like a decent enough bloke from what she said about him; rather gregarious as you’d expect.
Had I been more aware of what her job involved at the time I’d have asked her to pass on one of my mixes to him and try to sort me out with a gig. Oh well.
