English settlement
The man sitting next to me on the tube one morning last week was wearing a leaf green jacket made of that same faux silk material used for shell suits. But the reason I noticed it as I followed him onto the carriage was not so much the general nastiness of the garment but that [...]
All aboard the Skylark
XTC managed to interpolate themselves among the indie-popsters in the pages of my second fanzine. But I was extremely harsh on (a) Colin Moulding – why I didn’t have time for ‘Grass’ back then is a mystery to me now; (b) Todd Rundgren, whose music a friend subsequently converted me to with a tape [...]
