A bag full of newly discovered discs, maybe a fanzine, a paper, and a long cool one. Magical, makes me feel like a cat in a sunbeam. I wish i was in a bar on Tibb St. in Manchester right now, or Mort Subite in Brussels....
...where one time i had the joy of reading the back of this record by Madvillain whilst supping the bars speciality jar titled 'Instant Death'. Not that instant, a had three. Steely Dan was coming from a speaker above the street & skirts floated by.Come home summer, i'm waiting for you, and its my round.
'Curls'- Madvillain, from 'Madvillainy' (Stones Throw, 2004)
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Just back from a (beautiful) 3 course lunch with Mrs. M @ Petit Paris (Nottingham), washed down with a bottle of house red and finished things off with an Irish Coffee. Sidled into Fopp before catching the bus home. The kettle's boiling as I type this but I may have dropped off before it's boiled...
Must be a Bank Holiday, its raining and i've got a hole in my shoe.
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