So, the post-quake rumblings from the Recession Sessions slowly die down. You can look at the prepossessing bunch of wordniks who read here (I chose Paul Ewen to illustrate my piece here cos of his sad eyes) or alternatively you can read Sam Jordison's "review" here (although I must warn you that it's mainly about how much his shoes hurt and how much nicer Norwich is than London). You can also read the story I read (and many of the pieces other people read) at Beat The Dust. Whateva.
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Don't believe this post! My "review" is also about ladies doing the sick and the smell of gigs past. My shoes, meanwhile, are a grand metaphor for the Brown Blair legacy. As any fule will know after they read the piece.
Well, obviously not any fule, Sam...
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