Curiosity Killed The Cat: Meowing For Dollars
Deborah Frost, Creem, November 1987
ENGLAND MIGHT have never lost the Empire if she'd only listened to her taxi drivers. Here it is, 5 a.m., my time. I've just stumbled through Customs and out to the transportation queue at London's Heathrow. I don't quite know where I'm going — whoever typed my itinerary up at Polygram Records hasn't made it clear.
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