After reading the passionate review of the album this song is on in the NME I just had to go out and get it. In 1977 week after week something brilliant would turn up in the music papers or down at Missing Link records. It was an incredibly exciting time. And the initial thrash of punk started to give way to all these amazing groups and records. From two minute one three chord wonders we had a 10:40 epic which still had the freshnes and newness of punk. And despite it's length it still was over too soon.
In 1990 I went to New York armed with Television and Velvet Underground records on my Sony Walkman. Just walking through New York your senses are just heightened. Miriam and I walked down Fifth Avenue, dropped into a bar in Soho and came out when the streets were dark and strangely empty. It was about 5 blocks to our hotel. We walked Manhattan, slightly tipsy, avoiding the alleyways. In my head, this song. One of those times I wish I could have really soundtracked my life and have this come out of a third floor window.
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