The Bongos, Bush Tetras – The Rainbow, London 20th February 1981. Love Of Life Orchestra - Dingwalls, London 21st February 1981.

Sunday afternoon, a car crash, at the junction of Belgrave Road and Warwick Gardens. There are shouts, a crumpled thud as traffic island halts Ford, and a loud smack as I head-butt the windscreen. Hard…

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I’m So Hollow, Atmosphere at Romeo’s & Juliet’s, Bank Street, Sheffield. Wednesday 11th February 1981.

Pity poor Tracey Evans, the object of my affection, as she arrives to work to find another token of my ardour on her desk. Here’s my debut album. “You don’t have a record…

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Throbbing Gristle, Cabaret Voltaire, Z’EV – The Lyceum Ballroom, London. Sunday 8th February 1981.

Sunday lunch-time. George Quail, sixty-five year-old, recently retired steel mill worker, is poring over an existential essay written by Genesis P-Orridge, thirty year-old musician, artist and disruptor-in-chief with Throbbing Gristle. Entitled “A Lion In A…

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Naked Pygmy Voles, The Hallamshire, Sheffield. Thursday 27th November 1980.

A Thursday night in The Bee Hive pub at the top of West Street. I’m here with band-mate Charlie Collins, Richard Kirk and his girlfriend Lynn Clarke. This is their local, being just a…

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Futurama 2 Festival, Queens Hall, Leeds. Saturday 13th September 1980.

My first festival, and I’m a little nervous. Not about playing, Clock DVA have been rehearsing hard all week, and even with the bass player tripping on mushrooms, we’re sounding good. I’m…

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Cabaret Voltaire, Mark My Words. The Leadmill, Sheffield. Saturday 5th July 1980.

“We’ve got African brown rice and lentils, mung bean noodles, a tabbouleh salad. . .” “’Ave yer got any chips?” “We don’t do chips.” “Those bananas look a bit funny.” “They’re not bananas, they’…

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