we demand a universal grid! we demand a universal grid!
we demand a universal grid! we demand a universal grid!
id - ray high
gridlife chronicles. november the tenth
1992. i'm working on my own in here
going over some old music i did in 1970. it's got something
something special. i could really dream then. it ain't such a bad dream either. i've been completely degraded by chasing publicity. degraded! yeah
i'll never go back. i know too much
i know how it's done. i can't discover it all over again
make it seem new. you're great
ray. you know that
man. here
hold up. this is the place. what? can't go in here. that bloody cow ruth streeting uses this club. she hates my guts. it's her job to hate your guts; she's a journalist. it's nothing personal. oh sod it
i forgot
of course she won't be here. she's in the states. oh c'mon
well let's go in anyway. we've got to get back in the mainstream sometime. come on
you own shares in the place. that cow wrote that i'm ugly. well