Graham Parker
Andy Childs, ZigZag, January 1977
NOW THAT THAT MOST extraordinarily tedious and self-indulgent of rock 'n' roll years has finally stumbled to some sort of half-assed conclusion, I am able to look back with satisfaction and genuine pleasure on only a few scattered instances when rock 'n' roll tore me away from my boredom and my fantasy world of sun-kissed beaches, never-ending tequila and beautiful senoritas, and made sense to me again.
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