Robyn Hitchcock Rocks Groovily On
Dave Thompson, B-Side, 1995
ROBYN HITCHCOCK is confused. At least, he's as confused as anyone who's been told they'll be called by a writer in America, with all the transatlantic snap-crackle-and-popping which that entails, only for the appointed voice to arrive and it's English. On a just-next-door phone line. And to make it worse, "you reviewed me once, didn't you?"
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