That's why they followed LL Cool J's lead in blaring their favourite songs from a ghetto blaster
carried on their shoulder.
A week later officers seized his hi-fi stereo unit, mixing deck, microphone and portable CD ghetto blaster
in response to complaints about loud music and abusive language.
Mowdiwarp was fuming: "Nice to see a bit of summer today but of course as soon as the sun appears so do the imbeciles with their cans of lager, screaming unsupervised kids throwing a 'party' in their back garden complete with mobile disco and in our case, as the ghetto blaster
wasn't considered loud enough they parked their cars outside the gate, opened the car doors and turned the car stereo up as well
Filming began beside Buchanan Street subway station, where Nikitta and Levis walk by a little boy holding a ghetto blaster
The comfortable well-equipped accommodation offers all the trappings of modern day life even if it seemed outright bad manners to turn on the ghetto blaster
to drown out the birdsong and sound of trees rustling.
Oddball Howard Haley, 54, of Liverpool - who performed with a ghetto blaster
- claimed he once duetted with John Lennon.
There are a few tracks from long since deleted records and a few oddities gleaned from recordings made on the ghetto blaster
on sleepless nights.
Mind you, it might be dodgy getting into any course lugging a ghetto blaster
accompanied by a couple of young lovelies fond of shedding their scanties to musical accompaniment And I fear explaining away the box of baby oil as a balm for big Turkey's eczema would go down as well as Tony Blair impersonating Hughie Green in a sincerity contest.
There's lots of stuff I like to listen to before games - I like R'n'B, hip-hop and garage,'' he says But Earnie said he now had a rival trying to muscle his way on to the Bluebirds ghetto blaster
Just so that I can sneak in a ghetto blaster
with a various selection of That's What I Call Music CDs for the bus ride back to the hotel.
He was like "Shut up, one for the Ghetto Blaster
Which is why, no matter how influential the marketing men have become, there'll still be somebody, somewhere, huddled around their transistor or ghetto blaster
at six o'clock on a Sunday evening.