There's a coloured singer they're catching on to called Prince Buster

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The Junction Boys go dancing at Whisky-a-Gogo or the Lyceum. We all took purple hearts, marijuana and hemp. Oh, and brown bombers, which are oval tablets, half brown, half yellow. They keep you awake. You can get them at the Junction. We meet at someone's house, draw the curtains and shut all the doors and windows, and play Blue Beat records and smoke drugged cigarettes.

No-one says anything about queers any more either, no-one ever says 'Oooh' to anything, they just say 'Oh, yes?' and it doesn't mean anything, no more than when old squares meet and say 'How do you do?' I think old people are ridiculous, anyway. So phoney, everything they do is false. I'm rude to my mum and ignore my dad, and that's how it should be.

Herbaceous borders are not your idea of life, they do not fit into your particular scene.

In the clubs of Soho the current dances are the Block and the Bang. The Block is a glorified Shake, rocking sideways with a rotary hip movement and the top of the body bent forward. The Bang has more footwork and a sideways crab movement.

The ton-up boys meet at a hot dog stall by a car park. Or they gang up at Smoky Joe's all-night café…

I'd hate to marry a Mod, they're not men at all really. When there's a punch-up they fight like girls. My boy's ambition in life is to do a ton down the M1. He'll do it, too. They say the Rockers are scruffy, that we don't wash. I'd rather not wash than be mistook for a prissy little Mod girl. You know what Mod stands for - moderation in all things. What a way to carry on. If any friggin little Mod girl is looking for a punch-up I'll be happy to oblige. Happy? I'd be delighted.

Any lunatic can put on a dog collar and go around telling impressionable kids that they've got to do this and that. It must be something about wearing a dog-collar that works them up into peculiar sexual states. G-strings and dog-collars, what a combination. School was daft, they don't teach you nothing there, and church was dafter. You can't enjoy yourself in church, not like anywhere else.