Being brought up on an island meant that I had led a rather quiet, sheltered life prior to joining up. One great revelation – and a source of fear and fascination in equal measure – was the Haslar Club pay day disco and the resident platter spinner…..
Being brought up on an island meant that I had led a rather quiet, sheltered life prior to joining up.
One great revelation – and a source of fear and fascination in equal measure – was the Haslar Club pay day disco and the resident platter spinner. Ladies n' Gennelmen, I give you Barry Dyer!
I challenge anyone who was at Haslar in the early 70's and used to go along to the discos (is there anyone who didn't?) not to remember Barry's sign off tune and the last chance it represented to have a slowy and, who knows, a quick snog on the way back to F Block. There was never a square foot of free dance floor once the strains of this song were heard… Why didn't someone come up with the concept of an "all slowies" disco? Be still my beating heart!
