Here's a terrific interview with England's "punk poet laureate" John Cooper Clarke, who is, disturbingly, now 60 years old. Do read it.
Here's a terrific interview with England's "punk poet laureate" John Cooper Clarke, who is, disturbingly, now 60 years old. Do read it.
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Clarke is sui generis – beyond taxonomy.
I still have his live album 'Walking Back To Happiness' on 10" clear vinyl.
People mention murder, the moment you arrive.
I’d consider killing you if I thought you were alive.
You’ve got this slippery quality,
it makes me think of phlegm,
and a dual personality
I hate both of them.
The most dismaying part of it is most of weren't going to die before we got old.
most of–"us"? "all"? "doctors"? Finish the thought, you feeble-minded knockered crone.