How I learned to stop worrying and -
Wire contributor, semi-mythical pop svengali, erstwhile thespian, sampler troubadour and untidy kitchen user (relevant, as I share a flat with the man and mostly write this blog in said kitchen, the largest room in flat) R. William Barry has a blog. It is, to my minor chagrin, really very good - fine posts so far on the political history of the potato, cartoon music and a full interview with Czech New Wave denizen Jiri Menzel. It should be read, although it'll only inflate his ego to even more astonishing proportions.
posted by owen hatherley at 9:11 pm
3 Comments:
So he's actually Bobby Billy Barry? Fantastic.
3B, as he is sometimes known.
As the bugger doesn't allow comments on his own blog...
Is the blog name an obscure reference to Greenwich locations in Conrad's The Secret Agent, or an homage to Graham Greene's novella?
You're both surely too young to have known the Leicester band of that name - the "godfathers of grebo". In my schooldays(!) I encountered a rag-tag collection of their fans waiting for a pub gig - I'd taken the train to that fair city for sone under-age drinking and watching of 18 certificate arthouse movies.
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