“I was in Nashville, Tennessee last year. After the show I went to a Waffle House. I’m not proud of it, I was hungry. And I’m alone, I’m eating and I’m reading a book, right? Waitress walks over to me: ‘Hey, whatcha readin’ for?’ Isn’t that the weirdest fuckin’ question you’ve ever heard? Not what…
Tag: Books
Highbrow Fidelity. And Death.
Years ago, Hull was snowed under with second hand book and record shops. Not anymore, although it’s still better than a lot of places I visit. One of the main ones was called Sheridan’s and it was on Anlaby Road, not the number one salubrious area in the city. Sheridan’s sold books and records and…
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