My problems as a young teenager were non-existent, to be honest. My family have always been fair and I've never had much to rebel against. So, other than an uneasy guilt in relation to the crap family structures of friends at the time, I was ok.
Once I came to university, all sorts of bad **** went down, and I guess you could track my obssession with all pop and party music back into post-punk and beyond through that. Nick Cave verbalised my misery.


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