Comrade Gareth makes a bold contribution to Accordiongate, with an extravagant tale of rotating speakers, MIDI accordions and erotic polka. I fear my picture research hasn't done his storytelling justice...
"I bought a cheap leslie copy off a wheelchair bound midi accordionist about 8 years ago. I was let into his flat by a beautiful homosexual man wearing only underpants. The accordionist was not beautiful, but he was wearing only underpants and a vest. I really thought I was going to be murdered by some weird accordion cult, but in fact he just wanted to play midi polka shit at me. I got the speaker for a tenner cos it didn't rotate, but i felt very uncomfortable about the whole experience. this is a true story, swear down."