“How much music do you
have?” he asked.
“Winamp says I can play for a
week.”
“We’ll make a fortune.”
Our first gig was a New Year’s
Eve party the summer we graduated
from Sandringham. Bongani and I
took my tower, my giant monitor,
and all the cables and the keyboard
and the mouse. We loaded
everything up in a minibus and
brought it over to Alex. We took
over the street in front of his house,
ran the electricity out of his place,
set up the computer, set up
speakers, and borrowed a tent, and