MAIL

This Bridgewater person should be informed that he is being paid to review albums like Robin Lane And The Chartbusters and not expose his failed aspiration to become a master of the literary style known as “stream-of-consciousness.” Now I will admit that I didri’t understand a fucking word except for some reference to Chrissie Hynde’s underarms and sexual aggressiveness (a smothering combination, no doubt), but that still does not keep me from realizing how incredibly bad his writing is.