November 2011
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“Allen Ginsberg was staying at Mick’s place in London once, and I spent an...”
– I’ve been reading Keith Richards’ autobiography on and off for months. It’s getting to the good bit now. The Anita Pallenberg, elegantly wasted period. I hate that he’s been so Americanised for the book. “Panties” and “off of it” and shit like that....
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On not being arsed
I’ve seen a couple of shows this last week, and a few others in recently, that I’ve not been bothered to write about. It’s not that I’ve had nothing to say - it’s NEVER that - but priorities seem to be shifting. I think it’s maybe because I’m sooooo bored of being a student now. Whenever I’m not writing an essay I just want to be listening to The...
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What I did on my holidays*
*overnight stay in Newcastle*
A couple of months ago, when I was staring down the barrel of six weeks of weekend overtime, I booked myself a trip to Newcastle. I’d never been there before, the new Sound & Fury show was touring, and it seemed more exciting than a trip to bloody Coventry.
Because I’m mega-poor, I stayed in a guest house which was quite securely wrapped in...
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