The Runaways

77: they were about 18.

I was about 13 when I first heard them play the life-transforming ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-CHERRY BOMB!

JJ hadn't picked up its 3rd J yet - it was still broadcasting in AM, and I could only pick it up in Port from cloud skip, or hellishly late at night when the temperature dropped. On a bakelite radio, no joke.

They're back on my horizon because I only just found out that the drummer (Sandy West) died of cancer about a month ago.

And if you now feel like getting wasted here's your chance to celebrate a fine life well spent.