I found this book while on vacation in London and was sold by John Water's quote on the back cover, praising the sad dark humor of James Young's account of life on tour with one post-glory Nico.Sad? Absolutely. Dark. Oh, hell yes. Funny? I did chuckle a few times, but only in the way that one som...
It was felt to be more ‘appropriate’ – in other words there were no punters. It was July. Baking hot. The streets were stinking and melting and full of crazies. Who in their right mind would want to go out? Or punish their ears in some sweltering basement club? Easier to stay home, in the shower,...