Once upon a time Buzzcocks used to sing about love, better than anybody else as it happened. Two decades later, their love batteries have all but corroded and instead we've hangovers ("Morning After") and metropolitan psychosis ("Sick City Sometimes") over the kind of guttural guitars you'd expect f...
Once upon a time Buzzcocks used to sing about love, better than anybody else as it happened. Two decades later, their love batteries have all but corroded and instead we’ve hangovers (“Morning After”) and metropolitan psychosis (“Sick City Sometimes”) over the kind of guttural guitars you’d expect from their bastard American offspring.
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