Some things while we await the next thing, some things to be getting on with, things alive in the squalor, at large, thing left on the floor, mushrooms growing,is this the life? Spite House? So said a man with a (double edged) scissor
SPITE HOUSE it is then, here’s a track called Geographic Tongue. from their rather tasty album Screen Wives, available now at a price that you can make up as you go along… “Hi. We’re Spite House. What’s your name? We live around London, play noisy awkward punk rock that sounds a bit like Bluetip/Jawbox/Cinemechanica and….”
More mushrooms you say? Vyner Street looked like this today, seems CHRISTIAAN NAGEL dropped by the rooftops last night
Meanwhile back in 1984. least we forget….