CRANKIN’ THAT GO GO GADGET

This is crazy. l’m in Cheriy’s Roller Rink, in Northeast Washington, D.C. The place is filled with black teenagers, and even their younger brothers and sisters, dancing like there’s no tomorrow. An enormoushulk of man-mountain named Big Al is followingme around, staying two steps behind me at every moment.

Big Al has been assigned by Island Records to Guard me with his life. Not that l’m in the least bit of danger. But Island The Everyone on the go go scene, it and knows him and loves him. When rive outside of Cheriy’s everyone An “Yo, Big Al, what’s up like that” there’s lots of slap-me-fiving and like two But Big Al takes his job so seriously