CRAZY ‘BOUTA MERCURY!
Bradley Sainsbury is a rockabilly. Like all rockabillies, the three most important things in his life are his car, his immaculate pompadour and his girlfriend Becky, although not necessarily in that order. Of the three, we are at least qualified to pass judgment on the car, a 1954 Mercury Monterey, and it happens that it’s rather good.
Different creeds and cultures have their different coming-of-age ceremonies and, in the rockabilly culture, one reaches maturity on the acquisition of one’s first American car. That’s just what the Mercury was for Bradley, a relative newcomer to the scene after spending his teenage years in the barren cultural wasteland where peer pressure tries to strip young people of their individuality. Thankfully, Bradley’s father, a revival teddy boy of the Seventies, was always at hand to steer his son in the right direction, but it
