Clothes, Clothes, Clothes. Music, Music, Music. Boys, Boys, Boys.
Clothes, Clothes, Clothes. Music, Music, Music. Boys, Boys, Boys.
(2014). Viv Albertine’s recent memoir Clothes, Clothes, Clothes. Music, Music, Music. Boys, Boys, Boys. triggers many memorial exercises in me. I hate nostalgia, so I’ll try to keep it minimal: Cut was a HUGE record for me growing up. FUCKING HUGE MOTHERBROTHER. Not long after discovering Everybody’s Records (a bright stop in the otherwise hellike Cincinnati, OH), I took it home, along with PiL’s