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  • Young ladies / my Mercedes

    I think I wrote elsewhere on this blog that it was a crime, nay, offensive, that the Rock ’n’ Roll Hall of Fame doesn’t have space for the New York Dolls, perhaps…

  • As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent / you asked for the latest party

      For some reason the above lyric is floating around in my head repeatedly as I write this, and I can’t for the life of me work out why. What Bowie’s nihilistic…

  • As they Pulled Me Out of the Oxygen Tent

    This is really a post without a home, a series of, to quote myself, unrelated thoughts about nothing in particular. I’ve spent the past two days crawling around unventilated sawdust and grime…