James: The Corn Exchange, Cambridge
Dave Simpson, Melody Maker, 26 May 1990
THE INORDINATELY beautiful riverside buildings, rather middle England airs and homicidal cyclists of Cambridge are 150 miles and several worlds south of Manchester. The only people preying on the punters here are the gangs of devil-minded schoolgirls howling at the antics of hapless tourists out boating for the first time (they nearly sank me, by the way), and inside the Corn Exchange a solitary pair of flares cuts a lonesome sight against a backdrop of shining brogues and cricket flannels. This could be interesting.
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