December 2009
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Teenage Fanclub 1994
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She was the most beautiful girl I’d seen, oh, that day. At least. That week, certainly.
But then when you’re 14, a certain someone who’s not yet a certain someone, but might become a certain someone, if you were very lucky, the stars were aligned and every ship that ever sailed a sea suddenly docked, was always likely to be the most beautiful girl you’d...
manics 1994
The Astoria was enormously important to me growing up as a suburban Londoner. Lots of my first gig experiences took place there. That was where you went to see all the good bands, the proper ones who weren’t performing at The Venue in New Cross.
I saw the Manic Street Preachers do their penultimate gig with Richey Edwards there in 1994. It was brilliant; angry, fragmented and full of...