It's a Julian Cope thing – you wouldn't understand
I've been cracking on with a few things today and have the shut the world out (World Shut Your Mouth anyone?) by listening to the ArchDrude Julian Cope most of the day.
I've also recently been re–reading the Head On / Repossesed books by the Odinistic Floored Genius. Surely one of the greatest pieces of music writing ever committed to cheap paper.
The Peggy Suicide/Jehovahkill tour was about as good as it gets for me – 3 hours of insane brilliance.
Oh well, just thought I'd mention it in lieu of a fag break…