Staring down the Jamesons steps, 42 years ago… rushing up to greet me were the R&R thunder, the smell of beer, and slap chips. The walls were covered with band posters. For musicians of the day, this was Resistance HQ: a pub with a special licence where people of all races were allowed to drink together… and dance together… and did we jive! The cherry-faced Lurchers, the Genuines, Winston’s Jive Mix-Up had the place rocking, and history was being made. This was the “new South