Ah! I saw those Mancunian paving stones last month, and I thought
they were wonderful. What I liked about them was the subtlety- that
if you knew and loved the bands and the music, they were instantly
recognisable, but if you didn't, they would appear crytic and
intriguing, rather than some annoying flash hollywood thing.
― exile on krumkill rd, Sunday, 9 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)