Popular music is slowly being laid to rest in every conceivable way... the ashes are already about us if we could but notice them.
The only thing that could possibly save British politics would be Margaret Thatcher's assassin.
Madonna is closer to organised prostitution than anything else.
I still don't belong to anyone - I am mine.
I can chase you, and I can catch you, but there is nothing I can do to make you mine.
Disappointment came to me, and booted me, and bruised and hurt me, but that's how people grow up.
You're not right in the head, and nor am I, and this is why....this is why I like you.
With no reason to hide these words I feel, and no reason to talk about the books I read, but still, I do.