Tears For Fears: Wembley Arena, London
Barbara Ellen, New Musical Express, 24 March 1990
WOTCHA, MY name's Dave. Usually I enjoy my work as a tout, but tonight's Tears For Fears gig at the Arena is looking decidedly untasty. Here I am stuck with a wad of prime seat £15 tickets and no bastard is interested. One tart had the cheek to offer me a fiver. I said, okay, but would she throw in a blow-job too? She didn't even smile. Bleedin' lesbians, they're everywhere these days ain't they?
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