Russell Brand

I'd swung by the barbers, nothing fancy - just enough to take the fuzz away and let the thoughts come through.

I had the shot, saw it earlier - sharp , like Bird blowing hot and wild on the jukebox.

I took it home - nothing

nada

ziltch

the big zero

I took the "5" onto the roof of the mall and hit a sweet 13 second burst - panning it left to right, riffing on the crazy be-bop swing of the lights and sky.

The colours ran like a hotwired '58 Caddy, high on moonshine and kicks all the way to the bay and back.

We got home and danced in our bare feet till the wine and smokes ran out.

Oh, we also met Russell Brand today - what a nice bloke - taller than you'd imagine but lovely with it!

(with apologies to the estate of Jack Kerouac)