14/05/20 Thurston Moore was becoming tired of being told what he should or shouldn't do in the band. He began to give serious thought to going his own way. Lee was always on his case these days at rehearsals - "Hey, Thurston, turn it down a bit, mate. I can't hear myself think!" He was … Continue reading dream diaries… 87
25/04/20 I rent a small, dark room opposite East Croydon station (as is now: glass, steel, pigeons pecking fast food discard, noise) and I start cutting hair there. The room is situated on the ground level of what has been known variously over the years as the Threepenny building, the Fifty pence building, the Wedding … Continue reading dream diaries… 86
16/04/20 She works at an Our Price record shop. She wears a white shirt with a little rectangle badge on the breast that reads V. Ward. Of course, I recognise her long before I am close enough to read the badge. We hug. "I thought you were a teacher." "Oh, not yet," she says. "Not … Continue reading dream diaries… 85
