I need a record store converstion every few days. To feed in to what I write here and generally to feed my soul or what I like to think passes for one. So today, I chatted to Nick. He went to see Midge Ure last night and apparently Midge was fab. So now I'm listening to Rage In Eden and the vox lads are going through their Mittel Europa motions. I fancy a beer. In a pint glass. The way the Czechs pour them.
I confess I find the angular cheeks and vivid sidies rather preposterous, but I'm pleased Nick had a great time. I know Midge has been there and done it all. But Rage in Eden still sounds all pose and little meat on the bone to my ears. An approximation of Robert Musil in cartoon form
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