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He was the patron saint of weirdos, queers, misfits…a living example of how a marginalised position can be turned with honesty, humour and smarts into one of defiance. Along with the proto-punk sneer there was an unsentimental empathy with those on the edges of society, in his best work there was never any unearned

One of the great things about Lou as a writer was his lack of ambiguity, or when he was ambiguous it was pointedly so; "I've been set free and I've been bound…" When Lou Reed wanted to write a song about heroin, he called it 'Heroin'. No fuddy-duddying with Lou, he got straight to the heart of the matter.

667, the neighbour of the beast.

Started watching this again for the first time since the original airing, having read the book sometime inbetween. I couldn't stomach it. The Brideshead family is like some sort of ultimate Frankensteins monster of conservatism, the British aristocracy and the Catholic Church, two of histories most rapaciously

A cat who never gets the credit he's due…" We would spend time together, where he would take
out these songs that he was fooling around with and ask for help; 'I'm
thinking about this melody, what's a chord that goes with that?' He'd
ask for help building things, then he would return 6 months later with
the song put

A cat who never gets the credit he's due…" We would spend time together, where he would take
out these songs that he was fooling around with and ask for help; 'I'm
thinking about this melody, what's a chord that goes with that?' He'd
ask for help building things, then he would return 6 months later with
the song put

Dr.Grouchy's post is wrong, and wank.

Dr.Grouchy's post is wrong, and wank.

Agreed. If you're a Nick Drake fan avoid this book. Poorly researched and padded out with 'creative writing' type personal memoir and pointless interviews with indie hasbeens.Then it all finishes off with a gushing homage to some ad execs. There's a longish piece by Ian MacDonald thats worth reading, plus an

Belle-What a song, had totally forgotten about it, thanks!

All those alliterative f's and not a firstie amongst them. I admire your restraint!