It's Friday. So let's relax. This is complete pants. I suspect it has no redeening features whatsiever. Look we've all been young and can understand the meaning of precocious. I personally loved Joseph & His Technicolor Dreamcoat and I knew all of the words.
But I was nine. I'm not now. I didn't form a Rock & Roll band called My New Band Believe and go out on the road dragging the good name of Rock & Roll through the mud behind me while I pranced and preened and genuinely expected anybody to take me seriously for a moment. This is ghastly nonsense.
Iggy Pop knew and knows all about the inner child and how it can be channeled to produce creative and challenging art. I left primary school almist 50 years ago. It was a wrench at the time but part if life's passage. My New Band Believe seem to be in denual of this essentual feature of life's passage
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