So...

I finally did that thing where I started a new LJ for my embarrassing Britpop past. I'll be scanning pictures and setlists and strange autographed odds and ends and tickets and recounting tales I may or may not have heard from Johnny Menswe@r about Chris Menswe@r's penis. All coupled with my usual amusing commentary, only this time it will be about Graham Coxon and the Good Mixer pub and Everett True from the Melody Maker calling my house during a drunken Christmas party and why I would never admit to liking Gene. That sort of thing. If any of those things mean anything to you, come along. If not, come along anyway and learn something about those glory days of British Pop and I'll see if I can find something to entertain you.

Sorry about the layout. I'll fix it soon, I promise.

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