THE BRANDY SESSIONS / 4

Eddie likes those seedy joints that play tortuous, loud Zambian music when he is in a foul mood.

“Well, at this point, all I want is to get sloshed. I might as well do it cheaply.”

While I completely understand that from both an economic and an escapist point of view, the music is mind-numbing in its inanity and the sound too cacophonous for words, but hey, you should see the prices of Premier Brandy in these parts.

I woke up the following morning with money in my pockets, still.