Another month and another archive photograph has made it onto a Sonic Yootha poster. Like buses, they all turn up at once and this one’s the Garlands bus. It’s Mark Jenkins or Marky J, to anybody who had the pleasure of ever meeting him.  A Liverpool clubbing legend of the highest order. From putting on Bigmouth (short lived and ahead of it’s time) and then later Garlands and Fairies Across the Mersey (where this photograph was taken), Mark was the life and soul of just about every room he ever walked into.  And whilst I went to loads of the nights he put on (including the Garlands bus), I always remember him from the after parties when the Voodoo and Garlands crowd would meet up in someone’s house and carry on the party and Mark would bring with him tales from Eberle Street. Thinking back I don’t actually remember any of the tales (and even if I did, maybe this isn’t the place) but I always remember his laugh and way the whole room would listen. The way that visiting techno DJs suddenly had this Garlands circus turn up at the after-hours with Mark J holding court and I can still see their faces and I can still hear his voice. ❤️