Art Sex MusicFaber & Faber, 4. apr. 2017 - 384 síður A SUNDAY TIMES, TELEGRAPH, ROUGH TRADE, PITCHFORK AND UNCUT MUSIC BOOK OF THE YEAR |
From inside the book
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... dress and overwhelmed by a profound feeling of happiness, warmth and love, smiling as I looked up at the beaming faces all gazing down at me. That first experience of loving oneness proved key to my knowing what love should feel like ...
... dressed up and, as instructed, standing outside awaiting permission to enter. The hospital was Victorian, old red brick, with tall windows, austere. The cancer ward Granddad was in smelled of what I imagined decaying bodies must smell ...
... dressing gowns to keep our legs warm, and then climbed into bed. Luckily we shared a bed at that stage in our lives ... dress up in her.
... dress with stripes of black velvet edged alternately with silver, red, green and deep blue. In my exploring I ventured from the wardrobe to the dressing table, where, in pride of place, sat a marquetry musical jewellery box that Dad had ...
... dressed with a pocket watch tucked neatly into his waistcoat. I'd play for hours with the broken silver watch chains he kept on the mantelpiece, pretending they were snakes slithering along the floor. What strikes me most, looking back ...