Art Sex MusicFaber & Faber, 4. apr. 2017 - 384 síður A SUNDAY TIMES, TELEGRAPH, ROUGH TRADE, PITCHFORK AND UNCUT MUSIC BOOK OF THE YEAR |
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... moved in. That brought a batch of new friends to play with – and Mrs Smith's freshly baked bread. The smell from the oven was amazing and she'd invite me in and give me a hot bread roll dripping with melted butter. Our neighbours on the ...
... moved on, often remaining friends. When an older girl beat me, my dad sent me round to her house armed with a pair of garden shears. She was twice my age and size. Crazy. Nevertheless, I had no option but to go round under orders from ...
... moved into our street, about four doors away from me. They piqued my curiosity, not because there were so many children – that was normal – but because all the girls had their golden blonde hair styled into beautiful glossy ringlets. I ...
... moved in round the corner from our house. Like some of the other families on the estate, they'd come from a rough, all-but- derelict area of town as part of the rehousing programme. Their aggressive behaviour – they were a rowdy family ...
... it seemed, as I was unexpectedly awarded the 'Most Progress' certificate that year. My friend Elaine moved far away to Leeds and my taste in music shifted quite considerably – from 'pop' to protest songs by the likes.