Morrissey Built My Bookshelf
I didn’t read a lot as a child. Mine wasn’t family background that encouraged reading. I do not recall there being books in our house and perhaps as a result, I was always more interested in other things: music and football, mainly. Time being the most valuable commodity there is, ideas for my own writing now – and the things that inspire me creatively – still usually come from other sources; from visual media and, as the quoted reviewer above has accurately pinpointed, from music.
The Comedown
Like a masturbating Notre Dame gargoyle, Like Marty Feldman failing a G-Force test, Like ‘Terrahawks’ Zelda in Botox Shocker!’ Like a demonic dermatologist’s carpet Like a scrotum stretched across the Alps, Like a pumpkin carved by Stevie Wonder, Like a Morris dancer in an Exploited gig, Like a toddlers Etch-a-Sketch doodle, Like a geriatric warthog tripping on LSD. Like the wind changed and it stayed like this …