Sweet Notes
Even in close-up Brian Connolly looks like a pop star. Blond hair, neat little face, boots up to his waist. In the pub people keep eyeing us — we must be famous, but who? A girl gets brave but plays safe — gets Mick Tucker’s autograph first, then mine.
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Sweet Notes
Stuck in the middle with the Chartbusting Champions of Un-hip
by Simon Frith
Even in close-up Brian Connolly looks like a pop star. Blond hair, neat little face, boots up to his waist. In the pub people keep eyeing us - we must be famous, but who? A girl gets brave but plays safe — gets Mick Tucker’s autograph first, then mine. But it’s Brian she lingers over, telling him how much she likes his records, giving a good glimpse of tit. When she’s, gone Brian and Mick agree how horny they are: “I could take her and the bar maid.” “Why don’t you?” I asked, “She seemed eager enough.” “All you bloody journalists are the same — you think our only talent is for easy lays.”