The Missing Linx
Paul Sexton, Record Mirror, 15 November 1980
THE DARK and mysterious Notting Hill Gate tube station, one cold and rainy night. Outside it stands an equally dark and mysterious stranger, armed with a bass case. Suddenly, from nowhere, another man approaches. Their eyes meet and the seeds of a great musical partnership are sown with: "You're… um… don't tell me…"
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