I’ve got it: my favourite song ever, and I suspect that you’re mostly going to hate it, which makes it good revenge for Morrissey: Thunder Road by Bruce Springsteen, whose dreary outlook was oh so much more poetical than The … Continue reading
The obvious choice, I suppose, would be something by Pulp [you all know the story about how we met by now]. But then I’m faced with a band’s entire catalogue, of which the songs I don’t like could be enumerated … Continue reading
Currently I’m thinking about one of the tracks off the new PJ Harvey album. I very much like The Pocket Knife, particularly as it abbreviates to “The Pock” on the car stereo display, which reminds me of the Doctor. Or … Continue reading
There once was a green and white blog Written by every man and his dog ‘Til with consummate glee It entered Phase Three The concept of which will soon emerge from the fog.
Phase Three: What shall it be? Can it be as thrilling as the U-bor-gy?
Divorce.
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Some rubbish about blogging.
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Camembert.
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