Pssst, don’t tell anybody but it seems that Malcolm McLaren may have a career as a marriage guidance councillor when the duck market bottoms out. After making his new album the wily scoundrel paid his Zulu accomplices in real money which most of them used to purchase cattle, all except for one tribal leader who promptly cashed in his cows and bought a wife. Yet another chap, Nkosi, preferred to hire himself a hotel room to watch old films and drink beer all day. Much more sensible…