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Will Adams' severed head on a spike as a warning to others

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Came here on my eighteenth. But really I’d been coming here for weeks. I was too pleased to get Id’d; pulled out my passport, got called an asshole, but I still got my free drink. Saved £1.50 on some shotglass promo mix, some syrup shit, man, those were different times. They say you never forget yr first pint. Well mine was a vodka and lime and I don’t remember the rest of the night. Got told I puked on the staircase, but I have thrown up in every corner of that place. Fell in love at every other table. Found kinships, formed friendships, fought hardships. What I’m saying is; I am not impartial. Let’s talk about the bands; from the nineties till now, maybe you can name three of three thousand but each one of those fuckers owes this place a debt. I’m too scattered for the scene now, but I still hear it when I’m down. That full room sound, you don’t forget. I’d rather have a drink than a memory. I’d rather not fight to have community. I’d rather not namecheck an enemy, but I wrote those letters like what I said mattered and he was two steps ahead. Will Adams playing chess. White Horse moves two and left, and every letter back read just like press. You are released from yr culture. You have succumbed to nostalgia. This scene moves with or without ya…. And proceeds to name ten alternative venues, seven of which had closed in the year since that list was made. As if to prove on demand, you can’t damn the man with kids in bands. They’ll build apartments here, they’ll build apartments here, and everything we built before will disappear. They’ll build apartments here and we will be gone. Build smaller flats, big council tax, they’ll build apartments here and we will be gone. Staged a wake with a year’s extension, but dead men don’t care what you think of them. Ghost ships don’t give no shits, give yr bookings to a predator and pipe dream that Editors will save the day with a benefit gig. That’s the year my girlfriend quit. Said “them banners came out too quick, yeh this was neat but I have to move on.” You can’t Damn the Man, but you can Save the Empire.

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from Yr Poetry Ruin Music, released August 5, 2022

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