And A Dream Like This Must Die
There is no truth to the rumour that my daughter and I sing ‘Dyslexic arse’ to the tune of one song here Continue reading And A Dream Like This Must Die
There is no truth to the rumour that my daughter and I sing ‘Dyslexic arse’ to the tune of one song here Continue reading And A Dream Like This Must Die
The NME within Continue reading Oedipal Expletive
Power rage Continue reading Yes, I Want Blood
In which our young hero enjoys a record named after a drinks vending machine. Continue reading I Was Blind, Now I Can See
What the F–K? Continue reading Love/Haste
In which our young hero chases the nuns out in the yard Continue reading Really Deep Thoughts
In which our young hero contracts a hotel illness Continue reading 2021, 2027, 2038, 2049, 2055, 2066, 2077 & 2083
In which our young hero celebrates the poppy. Continue reading Grandma Take Me Home
In which our young hero calls down blood-curdling revenge upon himself. Continue reading What’s Up With What’s Going Down?
You hum it, I’ll painstakingly transcribe it. Continue reading Julian Cope: Julian H. Cope Lyrics
At last a nice sensible rock star mentions insurance. Continue reading The Rite Stuff
It started with a sniff … Continue reading Blasters Of Reality
‘Copacabana?! Oh baby, this is soul night!’ Continue reading 2000 Brain Cells Ago
In which a scabby one-eyed rabid junkyard dog licks his balls whilst contemplating life and the New World Order. Continue reading I’m In Love With This Malicious Intent