Comments on: So Long, Juke Box Jimmy

By: Keeley

Keeley — Tue, 24 Jun 2025 18:27:03 +0000

I can remember as a kid my dad jim would take me to pellliccis cafe every weekend; then a walk down Bethnal Green market . My dad being from Bethnal Green and my mum from Stepney Green were true Eastenders. I learned a lot of Eastend morals and principles from my dad and mum . God bless ya dad and thankyou. Xxxx

By: Katie

Katie — Sat, 19 Jan 2019 15:37:41 +0000

My beautiful dad. One in a million this man. Miss him so much, everyday. Still not real over a year on, have his voice on so many tapes he made so will always have his voice with me. Till we meet again dad, you were so loved not just by me xxxxxxx

By: stephanie

stephanie — Sun, 31 Dec 2017 17:41:38 +0000

Ah. Young to go.

Met him just once on a steal away birthday Ham ‘n’ Egg and Syrup Sponge lunch (note culinary plug). Have his Rare and Hard To Find Records card tucked under my hall mirror. As An Occasional Blow In to Pellici’s he could have eaten me for lunch, instead he and a friend teased, probed and baited me with artful humour…. The food almost was secondary. Nor have I forgotten the chill of the air when I nervously flung a fantastic or fabulous their way….(echos from a vintage third verse by another regular : ) ). Well deservedly put in my place.

He and his chum were both of a kind so rapidly dying out – raconteurs (partly killed by technology, partly DNA shortage and that inevitable exit door) – whether authentic or fictitious both (seemingly the terms and conditions indicated) good natured story tellers blended with a bit of fencing skillship which kept this dullard wobbling on her toes.

I was physically not well at that time but that moment restored me back to good, if slightly shaken good spirits that day.

By: Achim

Achim — Sun, 31 Dec 2017 13:55:46 +0000

So Long, JUKE BOX JIMMY — R.I.P.

Love & Peace
ACHIM

By: Lynne Perrella

Lynne Perrella — Sat, 30 Dec 2017 13:01:39 +0000

I read through this, murmuring……”Oh, How I WISH I had the opportunity to meet Jimmy….” — and then realized that I just HAD, thanks to your revealing portrait. I would have enjoyed comparing notes about the joys of owning one’s own jukebox (we also own a classic Seeburg, and the sound is downright nuclear). I would have been (like you, GA) an appreciative audience for his glorious stories and recollections. “They” say that we all have a twin somewhere, and I thought you would enjoy knowing that a (now departed) man known as Record Ron lived in New Orleans for years and his story (and fascinations) were very much like Jimmy’s. He had an epic 45 rpm collection, and held court in a shop in the French Quarter, just for the pleasure of talking music with passersby. I happened to meet him just by chance one day, and I treasure that encounter, and the music recommendations I took away. To Jimmy and Ron — Rock on, gents.

By: Helen Breen

Helen Breen — Sat, 30 Dec 2017 13:01:38 +0000

Greetings from Boston,

GA, thanks for the warm and touching portrait of James Phimister, another colorful character that makes up the dramatis personae of Bethal Green.

RIP …

By: Meatballs Dave

Meatballs Dave — Sat, 30 Dec 2017 12:58:18 +0000

Jim was a legend and a gent – full of great anecdotes about Bethnal Green and the East End in the sixties. He introduced me to so many great tunes that were on the scene then, but fallen out of favour or have become forgotten now..

Thanks for sharing the audio too

By: Rod

Rod — Sat, 30 Dec 2017 11:20:16 +0000

Every day people with stories to tell, I applaud your dedication