Sawn-Off Tales
“When I got home I wrote her a song, all about a country singer who hitches up with a fifteen-year-old girl. It goes We called it love The Judge called it assault But they used to call it Country And now they call it Alt and after a Jesse Mallin gig, I handed her the cassette.
For a moment we were both holding the same piece of plastic, then I remembered that on the tape you could make out my mother bawling, ‘Geordie, your Pop-Tarts are cremated,’ and me saying, ‘Shut up, you old bag,’ in a ...pathetic hissy whisper.MoreLess
For a moment we were both holding the same piece of plastic, then I remembered that on the tape you could make out my mother bawling, ‘Geordie, your Pop-Tarts are cremated,’ and me saying, ‘Shut up, you old bag,’ in a ...pathetic hissy whisper.MoreLess
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