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Yes Robert, there is such a thing as too clean, too pure, too young. How you have improved with age to become the wild haired, smearily lipsticked, and in recent decades slightly rotund singingman that I love today.
In other news I have mastered that sometime cruel master - the elusive underground music blog - for my own nefarious purposes. I can now trawl and harvest musical treats with the best of them, bringing back tracks from the stickiest venue corners of the early 80s complete with scratchy record sound effects, gluggly mascara, and the smell of stale cigarette. Life is complete. But not so complete that I am giving up my masterplan... Never you mind what that is.