"...don't ask me why I obsessively look to rock 'n' roll bands for some kind of model for a better society...I guess it's just that I glimpsed something beautiful in a flashbulb moment once, and perhaps mistaking it for a prophecy have been seeking its fulfillment ever since."
about a life, and a girl stuck in a town where nothing ever seems to change, where even the underground clubs lost their appeal, where a glass of red wine meant nothing but stained teeth and a headache the morning after. searching for my own yellow brick road, my very own road to joy, i looked to albion. it will begin ten minutes from camden high street. the only end known to me is the grave.
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