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[w/ David Kitt]
Kittsers manager was very concerned half way through our set when we unleashed some new, loud,
LOUD , LOUD, numbers onto his public. He was afeared that they would all leave, ears ringing to
something they knew not of. Not since Elton’s ‘Crocodile Rock’ had they been so confused. He needn’t
have worried, they hung on to hang on to every reverent Dave Kitt word, while the Jimmy Cake hid upstairs
eating his rider.
