It's a complete incredible fluke that England has got it together. England has got all the bad points of Nazi Germany, all the pompous pride of France, all the old-fashioned patriotism of the old Order of the Empire. All the European qualities which should enhance, which should come out in music, England should be able to benefit by, but it doesn't. And just all of a sudden, bang! wack! zap-swock out of nowhere. There it is: the Beatles. Incredible. How did they ever appear then on the poxy little shit-stained island?
The clue is in the question. But it isn't a Rolling Stone.
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Patrick Troughton?
Close but no sitar.
Pop Staples?
Pete Townshend
heh heh. Isn't the Internet a wonderful thing?
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