Boards

SEX PISTOLS - cameraderie, belonging at last
The awful CHRIS DE BURGH - popping my cherry
BLONDIE - yearning, champing at the bit
JONA LEWIE(stop the cavelry) - drunken benevalence at christmas, wondering round leicester in the snow giving out giant amount of sweeties, loving the whole human race, they're my besht freind
THE THE - unrequieted love, didn't get the girl.
PHILIP GLASS - sleeping rough in Guildford in the snow

BUZZCOCKS (everybodies happy nowadays) - walking along stoke newington church street, in a state, the bit where all the guitars come in , the notes like dum dum bullets, rip bits of brain off as they go through my head, I fall down on the pavement, I want more.

COCTEAU YTWINS - blissful dreamlike existance, life is so beautiful.
TOM WAITS - Sanctuary/stability, I was in India and starting to feel very strange, as my point of consiousness was dissappearing down inside my skull at an alarming rate, sort of like a plummeting elevator, I needed something to grab hold of, my 'horrible' girlfreinds reassurances rang hollow, then somewhere I heard some Tom Waits songs It gave me something to touch, to get my bearings, to readjust, he was my guide/my shaman but he did not know it.



DISCO - dancing with myself
KILLING JOKE - being bad

Sparklehorse (It's a Wonderful Life) - freezing cold dark winter mornings walking to work in York