The bard celebrates two other fine practitioners of the art, and laments a lost brewer
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Amy Key - Gillingham
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This right-wing conspiracy theory is used to justify the coercive measures against gender, race and labour rights that best serve capitalism, attests GAVIN O’TOOLE
KENNY MONROSE recommends a new exhibition that highlights the significance of Black British music
ANGUS REID is bowled over by an exuberant film about the making of Keith Jarrett’s legendary concert
MARIA DUARTE, FIONA O’CONNOR and ANDY HEDGECOCK review Savage House, Enzo, Madfabulous, and Erupcja
CHRIS SEARLE recommends a work of love and deep admiration for a great musician
Gillingham
Amy Key
Here the sands and me were sinking.
The house though upright, wore its mourning.
Nothing to lean into save the marcasite gutter
people dumped polished wood furniture into.
Internal walls came down. My father had a room
of his own, red, with a piano and Lenin,
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