Truax Here Again
Of course, I could say that the above paragraph was there to reassure you how lovely he is and persuade you to come to the gig. But no, it was just me showing off. Plus ca change and all that.
'the real excitement begins when Truax leaps onstage and, together with
these larger-than-life contraptions, rattles through a wild set full of
vivid, surrealist imagery, electric showmanship, and a sound that’s lost
in cloud cuckoo land...
“I sometimes think there must be something beyond my own ideas – I
really think that that junk gramophone horn and I were meant to come
together at some point. Melded together at the ears, somehow.” '
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2 Comments:
Have a good time at the gig, Clare. This sounds fascinating.
I have just remembered that I followed the link under "Thomas" last night. I then spent a couple of very pleasant hours reading all the articles I found in the Boob Pen Still blog. I will now start on Girls' Fun, the diary of the young Clare.
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