"...But I don't want to stay...
But I really don't think I can go..."
Back in the day, Strangelove were accused of being "miserablists" in unimaginative & frankly miserable quarters.
This accusation never took into account the sneering intelligence & often hilarious delivery of their words, nor the affecting accomplishment of their music.
Strangelove was in fact, a wonderful thing - rich in stories, observations, darkness, obsession, comedy.
For every ten snarling tales they told of addiction, violence, paranoia & breakdown, they told a gentle other of spirit, nature, dreams & compassion.
Wise, clever, well-versed in The Way of Things & sadly gone, February's men are Strangelove.
1 February
(From Casualties)
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