I use the name Darren here because for all the years I knew him when I lived in Birmigham, he was called Darren. I trained in Tae Kwon Do with him for a coupe of years. Then one day he found his birth certificate which said joseph and so he changed his name. This man is a fucking fruit bat. He is insane in the funnniest way and has had me crying tears of laughter so much my hewad hurt. And he wasn't even trying. The stories I shall tell you of this man are incredible and in the most perverted way too. The best way, if you ask me. Anyhow, Dags filled in on a couple of occasions, one which springs to mind was the Lancaster Tavern, when he dragged two Japanese fans back to my house and as I was getting massaged he burst in to the room with his cock out and runined it for me. Cheers, Daz. But I loved him and now he's gone and I don't know where to. If you know of know of Darren or Joseph Remeni - a fashion deisgner who made all our stage gear - or can get his message to him then please ask him to get in touch. He used to look something like this.