I was going to just post this up on Facebook, but then I thought, fuck it, it really deserves its own blog entry.
“There is a prostitute in all of us…”
fluttering wing-movements and stuttering synth breaks and fluting woodwind and those stunning voices
The problem with Brisbane appears to be an overload of the creative process: there are too many folk being creative and not enough people satisfied with being consumers
Of course I have a crush on the wrong girl
Once had myself a great drunken night in Cardiff several years back, in the company of some of the people who play on this record. I can’t recall why I was invited up, but I sure hope no one lost too much money by doing so. Not least among my pleasures was that I finally […]