The Psychedelic Confessions Of A Primal Screamer by Martin St. John
If you have ever wondered what it would be like to be at the birth of one of rock n roll’s bastard offspring then this book is for you. Martin St John was Primal Scream’s leather gloved flailing skeleton, bashing away on the tambourine in the 1960s obsessive, garage psyche, mid-eighties period. This Thursday 24th…
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November 20, 2016