May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
Last night I struck some archival GOLD (did you see what I did there? Eh, eh? Lol). An online library of New Zealand music magazine, Rip It Up. I have seen the odd issue on sale on eBay but never took the plunge. A mix of the financial cost of getting music mags sent over…
That Folllies performance of Factory back in 1980? It was such a great inspiration for a spate of art. I think I just got mesmerised by the way Jim performed in that clip. I’m always in awe of the young Jim. Just…that self-belief he possessed is…intoxicating. Silly, because I find myself both wanting to be…
My own headspace. My own inability to get out of what seems to “help”. It’s habitual. Like a drug. He’s a drug I can’t escape. My heroin. My life. My wife. Lou. He’s your bard. Sweet irony…
I think NOT, dear Sir….for it is *I* who is “full of sherbet straws” 😉 It was very decadent and fun. 100 STRAWS! I’m gonna by climbing the ceiling. Lol (No…I have not had 100 straws in one go)