The autobiography is canny, yet in equal measure absurd. For every whimsical passage about ghosts haunting the Manchester moors there will be an obsession with the chart position of his songs. You can't have it both ways. That Mozipedia looks good, mind.
Who moved this conversation from the SY bandcamp thread? And called it shyte? Stu, Moshe? The unmitigated cheek of yee!. Shyte is subjective innit, how dare thee. Did I not sacrifice enough blood at the altar of Mr Shelley? Nevermind, I'm off to remortgage the house so I can afford a couple of those bootlegs.
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