It’s not often that we get messages from the WTD community to review a book about our beloved Industry. But we were given an advanced copy of Modern Samurai: A revealing look at the world of private security by Matt Stait.
Matt is not a ‘hard man’ and the book is not full of bloodstained tales, but it does make for some interesting stories. He’s worked in all aspects of the security industry, from door supervisor to festivals and close protection. He holds multiple black belts, is a world champion, teaching self-defence to schools and businesses along with SIA training and runs a full-time martial arts gym, Matt has seen and done it all and many may remember him from the old forum days.
The Book is a fascinating list of Tales from Matts’ days on the Job, there are many stories to be told from the security world, and in his unique style, Matt has put all of his down in one book.
Many of the stories that he tells we can all relate to, mirroring many of our own experiences, including A can’t pay, we’ll take it away story of a guy down on his luck in Morals. They are expensive and a story we can all relate to of a long festival shift in Stay awake and hallucinate.
The I’ll fight a drug dealer for £10 story, brings home the true nature of working on the doors, but doesn’t come close to the When old school is still required story.
Stories of comradery in The London firm will bring a warmth to any heart and a Great story about a CP job protecting the Saudi royal family in Are Royals famous? Adds to the humour of the book
We have picked out one of our favourite stories from the book:
Tonight, I find myself front of stage. Grace Jones has just hula-hooped her way through an entire song. My job for tonight was to work the pit and the front of stage for the legendary singer, actress and man-eater that is Grace Jones. I first remember seeing her in a Bond movie and one of the Conan films. Her persona of a very abrupt, physical person is not fake. That is exactly how she is, and the years had not softened the edges. I must admit she makes me nervous. But on with the show. We are in the pit area looking out at the audience that are enthusiastically singing along and having a great time. I really only know one maybe two of Miss Jone’s songs but even in her 60’s she is putting on a show. The stage behind me is raised to just past my waist height and the speakers are spread intermittently along the front directly in line with my head so I am getting a very loud distorted version of her greatest hits. She is very active and as usual not wearing a lot, prowling around the stage like a caged beast and letting out guttural noises in between song lyrics. At times her voice goes very deep and almost masculine. One of the things she is known for in her shows has just happened and for the entirety of the song she rotated a hula hoop around her midriff.
I am stood with my back to the stage, hands clasped in front of me as I look out over the audience when I feel a hand touch the top of my head. Grace Jones is stood behind me trying to dry hump the back of my head. The realisation hits hard, I am now part of the show as Grace growls and grinds behind me, her hand trying to pull me into her thrusting crotch. I quickly pull away and step a few paces down the stage. Miss Jones stands up puts her hand between her legs, looks me full in the face and announces into the mike “you don’t know what you are missing”. She then went back to her set and finished the show. The next day the Evening post reported on the concert and mentioned the exchange although they misrepresented what happened as I assume the reporter misheard exactly what was said. Very few people scare me the way Grace Jones did.
If you enjoy a fun read of the old days before the SIA or love the stories that door supervisors tell this is a book for you.
It is released on Sunday (5th of August) and can be purchased here