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Editorial from The Legend! #4, 1985

Editorial from The Legend! #4, 1985

At the start of this year, I started a Tumblr blog and began posting recollections there – half-remembered, faceless – of events that had happened to me in the past. My friend Vincent Vanoli drew some wonderful illustrations to accompany the vignettes – being French, occasionally a word would become lost in the translation but that […]

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Song of the day – 401: Elvis Costello & The Attractions

We sang drunkenly and lustily and annoyingly along with every song we knew

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excerpt from an email to Vincent Vanoli, illustrator


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I thought it’d be a good behind-the-scenes look at what goes on at Collapse Board

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Song of the day – 388: Jonathan Richman & The Modern Lovers

I used to despise the hippies, pretending to be so out there:

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Song of the day – 387: Serena from ‘Bewitched’

Elizabeth Montgomery was just about the sexiest woman of my 20s

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Song of the day – 350: I, Ludicrous (reprise)

A couple of drunks near the back get up and mock-slow dance to your impassioned song of unrequited love. They give up after the third instrumental break.

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Song of the day – 349: Joe Jackson

The first two Joe Jackson albums were unstoppable: pure Mod sharpness and wide boy style. And for that one night, so were we.

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Song of the day – 347: Hole

Courtney retreated to the back of the stage, and crouched there calling my real name out, over and over again. “Jerry. Jerry. Jerry.” I didn’t know what had transpired.

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Song of the day – 339: Boney M (and a musing on youth)

This music seemed so unreal, so glitzy and mainstream and safe when compared to the music we chose to listen to

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Song of the day – 337: Au Pairs

Reassurance only comes about from belonging to the right cliques. I don’t mean that to sound too negative.