Andy Partridge, and his lovingly maintained army of lead soldiers, in his attic studio in Swindon, Q, April 1989 |
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“I don't want to be anyone's hero. I'm an aging Puck, not some Hollywood showbiz god. . . And I don't want to be one of the types who dies and then people go, Oh he was pretty good, and start buying it on re-issued CDs. I want to sell.”
(thanks to Alan Davies) |
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