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BRIAN JONES - INEDIT AND LOST THEME

All this story is certainly what happened. Here, I am going to tell just what concerns me, as my experience. The year was 1969, in the month of May. He had decided ia London to buy some records that could not be found on the peninsula. With 23 years just fulfilled, passport, multiple dreams and eight thousand pesetas in the portfolio I came to the capital Mod. I stayed in a small hotel in Soho, with narrow walls and a dirty sink, but cheap, and this is what mattered . In the morning I went to Portobello, and around noon I headed back to Soho markets. There I looking discs, I met a childhood friend. Dominique! He had been with their summer vacation in Barcelona, ​​renting an apartment two years on my ladder, and children played with other kids in the neighborhood parents. The father was Senegalese and French mother and extremely white. He was working as a student, a clothing store in Carnaby Street. After greetings and exchange views, he invited me to go to a local 'friend' he said, which was related to the world of music. I agreed! Sorting same narrow streets of Soho, we arrived at a doorway of a very old house, lined with a metal door, like a garage. After ringing the bell, opened the door a young man of stature, with impulsive air, but friendly. Seeing Dominique, he smiled and invited us in. The room, filled with instruments everywhere, was accommodated by three sofas something raidos and a table of very old Victorian style. I could not believe what I was seeing! It was Steve Marriott in person !! I had it in front, and I will know how to articulate good English, because Dominique was French, and in that language if we could communicate. We bought a few beers, and seeing that he looked all guitars, urged me to take one. It was a Fender Jaguar if I remember correctly, I had in my hands. Marriott and Dominique were friends of the store, buying as Esteve was a regular street clothes in fashion. I started to play a few chords of Blues, the four things he had learned from Canned Heat and The animals, Esteve and Dominique were chatting. He says he has to come someone important! said my amigo.¿ If? Who? You will see! Get ready! So you were talking about, Marriott was apart from the Small Faces, and wanted to form another project. After half an hour, they called the heavy door, Steve was open, and I absorbed with my four chords, and .... the situation. What I had before my eyes could not be! Before ours was, neither more nor less than, Brian Jones! It was different from what appeared on album covers and magazines. Outrageous! Long hair, but much more relaxed and peaceful countenance, though very pronounced dark circles. He watched him tired. He came with two girls, blond and very sleepy, who sat on the sofas scattered way, smoking cigarettes talking and laughing with each other. I was introduced, Brian shook my hand without any effusion, and immediately began talking with Marriott, then they went upstairs through a side staircase .. I had the Jaguar connected to an amplifier, and was taking a repeat of riff. Dominique was reading some music magazines from time to time I looked like nodding my degree of surprise, because my legs were shaking with excitement. After a short while Steve and Jones went down. Marriott grabbed a chord harmonica and still I was doing, then said good! begin it again! it connecting a recorder, to which Brian immediately afterwards and without a word, unholstering Phantom Vox joined the situation, reeling Slides spaced about lazily, but knowing every note put in place. We recorded two improvisations, the second just Brian and me. As cathartic state, I was playing with the heart beating a mile a minute. Steve turned off the tape recorder when Brian put the guitar aside. Dominique told me I had to leave as soon as the time approached to be back at the clothing store, and of course I was going with him, since the situation has overwhelmed me. I felt more emotion coordination of thoughts. I gave thanks Marriott. Jones brought a smile to Marlon Brando shaking my hand and gesturing rotating wrist, then went to the couch with the girls, one of them was asleep. I wanted to keep the memory of that session. I told Dominique timidly, and he transmitted it to Marriott, this, pulling the belt of the machine offered me wishing me good chance. We walk a good time with Dominique wordlessly. Then we went exchanged views on the situation, do not you imagine that true? These caught the music completely! It seems that someone like that is going to be different, like another planet, but they are just people, not aliens! But I sounded like Russian! For me if I had been one overreach situation. We said goodbye, only what I saw a year at the Costa Brava and sporadically. After only a month ..... I learned of the death of Stone, and the impression was ..... beyond words. Marriott is not among us. Also tragically it took him .. Alejandro Diaz story, about historical events.