Chris and I have always been fascinated by London’s Soho, particularly in its pre-chic days when it starred clubs of every type from low down strip to high class cocktails, dinner and dance; when our pal the homicidal Greek barber shared his building with ‘French models’ and a soon to be famous graphic designer. It was exciting, a bit out on the edge and a universe away from today’s Soho of slick advertising execs and monstrously expensive restaurants.
We set Flash Chord in this world which we knew so well – just as we also knew and had been involved in the music business, the fringes of show business and a couple of other more-or-less dodgy doings.