Abdul el Martyn!
The first time I saw JM was the first time JM had been to my town, Oldham. He got lost ! Well as the big man said “fancy losing a whole town.” JM was two hours late and there was no time to rig up the band or do a sound check, he came on and did his best. In between songs and cockups he told jokes, put a towel on his head and pretended to be an arab. He claimed that his daughter was in the back of a limo somewhere with a bongo player. He then used his dead guitar to reflect light shadows across ceiling. He never lost his rag, had all of us in stitches. Thanks JM.