Sheila E and Sha-Rock have never shared a stage. Maybe the closest they came is an Indonesian bootleg tape of ‘Purple Rain’. They’re both survivors and living legends – fully deserving of a little more attention.
After ten times or so of tugging the door handle to his flat’s front door to ensure he did perform that task successfully, and so that slip is taken off the pile, the ship-like corridor is walked and the once-polished stone steps practically jumped.
This is a slickly-written piece of coverage of why an enigmatic ex-con is fronting a frankly daffy business venture from the get-go.