A New Cover . . . At Last . . .

Yes, those of you who've checked my site will have noticed a new cover for White Riot. And it's not even out yet. Well, yes, I must admit I like this one better. I liked the old one too, even though I did have reservations as to whether having a big fist with 'HATE' written on it was alienating the female readership somewhat. I was assured that the female readership would not be alienated by that. Well apparently they were, because we now have a sinister staircase instead. I don't know where this staircase is going from or to, but I must admit it looks rather nice. Apparently there was some research done and it was decided that a sense of location was needed. Although I'm not sure how specific that location was meant to be. I thought they meant something with Newcastle on it but to be honest, most of the shots you see of the city are there to entice the tourists so not very appropriate. So we've got the staircase. Which in actual fact does remind me of Newcastle. In fact it reminds me of the entrance hall to my old girlfriend's flat in Benwell, Newcastle (Google it - they were selling whole streets for twenty five quid there in the Nineties) after a party where someone tried to set fire to the place while we were upstairs in bed. I'm sure if you look hard enough you can see the incinerated Bryan Ferry poster. Ah, happy memories.

This week I read: The Gorse Trilogy by Patrick Hamilton; Fear And Loathing in Fitzrovia - a biography of Julian Maclaren Ross by Paul Willetts

This week I listened to: Lady's Bridge by Richard Hawley; These Were The Earlies by The Earlies