1965. Sons Of Fred. “Baby What You Want Me To Do”. Parlophone. London, England.


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Pete Sears after a couple of years of hard living on the road. Photo taken between Sons of Fred sets.

Pete Sears after a cou­ple of years of hard liv­ing on the road. Pho­to tak­en between Sons of Fred sets.


Baby What You Want Me To Do”


Pete Sears after sev­er­al years of hard tour­ing across the British Isles.

We were mobbed by a large group of scream­ing girls as we came out of the “Thanks Your Lucky Stars” TV stu­dios (I doubt they knew who we were, but we were obvi­ous­ly a rock n roll band and were com­ing out of a TV studios…so that was good enough for them) there was a police cor­don and everything…my jack­et was ripped up pret­ty good.
We got into our old Mark 10 Jaguar that was cov­ered in women’s lip­stick (we actu­ally had a lot of fans) and high­tailed it to the M1. It was an old Jag but went like a bat out of hell…we had to hold the stick at 110 mph or it would slip out of top gear.
We per­formed pri­mar­ily R&B music live, but our sin­gles were a bit more pop except for “Baby What You Want Me to Do”.
Not sure where the mon­ey went…certainly not in our pock­ets, well not mine anyway.

Around 1965 we’d dri­ve down Somer­ley­ton Road in Brix­ton, South Lon­don and groups of African or West Indi­an guys, most­ly Jamaican, would be stand­ing out­side each house with a giant chunk of Hashish each. They’d see a group van and run after us yelling for us to buy from them…“Hey mon…here, here, over here”.

We’d most­ly come away with a good deal…I mean a very good deal, but some­times we felt lucky to get out of there with our lives. This all hap­pened a few blocks away from Brix­ton Police Station.

The old build­ings in Somer­ley­ton Road have all been torn down now. My dad used to dri­ve my fam­ily through Brix­ton on his way to the cen­ter of Lon­don from our house in Brom­ley. I was a kid, and I’d hear this amaz­ing music pump­ing at high vol­ume out of “Desmond’s Hip City” record store under­neath the arch­es. Blue Beat, Skar, Rock Steady then Reg­gae. Every time we drove past the shop I’d open my win­dow so I could hear better…I was mesmerized.

The Sons Of Fred were get­ting pret­ty out there by this time.

Mick Hutchin­son was one of the first gui­tarists to exper­i­ment with amp feed­back sounds and incor­per­ate them into his solos.

We lived pret­ty hard back then.

In spite of a strong fan base, “The Sons Of Fred” dis­band­ed sev­er­al months later.


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