always leaving, never gone, tomorrow never will crystallise / the turncoat, former scapegoat, grasping for a banknote / but there is no antidote. / we hereby shall rely (on the good souls who forgive us)

i was enjoying being a firebrand revolutionary from the manics reference yesterday and carried on with some lefty hyperbole. i hope you don’t mind!

do you consider yourself to be a left-wing firebrand?

a hotbed of fervour, preachers on manic street / indigent, indignant and surplus to requirements

manic street preachers was the first band i saw live and will always low key love them. what’s not to like about welsh weird glam rock marxists. men in dresses talking about dialectical materialism. would recommend. so as a little tribute i put some manicsy sounding left-wing angst into the poem.

what are your favourite rock bands?