October 2011
1 post
Great Scott
The first time I heard Scott Walker I was thirteen years old. It was a Saturday afternoon, late summer and while I was trying for the umpteenth time to persuade Alan Shearer to join Liverpool on an ancient version of Championship Manager. My Dad breezed into the room and drew my attention to the sound of the radio. ‘Listen to this; the lyrics are really good’. As with most things parents try and...