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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... told us not to, on a place called 'the Dump'. I'd often go there, find an isolated spot at the back of the hills and hide in the long grass and bushes and sit alone daydreaming. I loved the smells and the tranquillity. I owned that ...
... told. I knocked on the door, surprise-punched her when she answered, and screamed at her that if she ever touched me again I'd be back and have her with the garden shears. That's Hull for you. Being a post-war baby also meant that my ...
Cosey Fanni Tutti. we were told in assembly – and we'd walk past her house every day, to and from school, feeling sad for her but being too young to fully understand what dying really meant. Mainly because we were told in assembly that ...
... told them what had happened. Dad went mad at me for taking money from a strange man. I had no idea what the hell he meant. Maybe it was Dad's unexpected reaction to this that seeded my unease about the old man and his suitcase of sweets ...
... told to 'Go out and play – but be back for your tea.' That meant we were often gone for hours, and to wherever we felt like going, especially as our bikes allowed us to stray miles from home. Such freedom was a gift that fed my ...