Get Kramer

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We’ve got Kramer        coming 
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over       to produce us
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So that we can show off to our 
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specialist friends
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Go down to the Falcon in Camden 
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and say
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“I’ll have a pint for myself and a 
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pint for the ex-MC5”.


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Aleister Crowley       knew my 
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father       or rather
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Business once took Dad up into the
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 glens
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Where in a small hotel bar Crowley
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 asked
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“Have you got change for the fruit
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 machine chief, I’m all out?”
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    Dear Mr McGee,
                                    
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Please find enclosed the latest demo
 from ‘Liquid Greek’. Dismissed by 
the mainstream
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as shoe-gazing also-rans, the band 
have nevertheless persevered with 
their off-kilter-or-
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nothing policy in the hope that 
someone like your good self will 
eventually realise, and
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thus promote this violent yet 
ultimately beautiful genre which we 
have dubbed “New
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Noise”. The first track is based on 
the high-pitched lamentations of an 
unbalanced

Lincoln woman, who nurses injured 
buzzards back to health inside her 
dead child’s

wardrobe. We hope you like it.

Yours sincerely, Liquid Greek.

PS we don’t like sport of any kind 
and friends at school were very much
 thin on

the ground.


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This land is my land; this land 
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is not your land
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So please get off now or I’ll go 
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and fetch my farm hand
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And he will come running in a red 
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cap-sleeve T-shirt
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And a West Country smile that says 
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“I’ll give you Kick Out The Jams!”
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