ESCAPE FROM CARDBOARD CITY:
A scattering of unboxed fragments still cover the ground like
the aftermath of an accident – I feel like a man with a hangover.
Reliving these memories there’s lot’ve noise residue buzzing in
the head. Unearthed the itinerary from the first Japanese tour
in ’94 with the Drum Club. Papers a little stained, staples rusty,
but the memories all good with a lot of laughs as Essex rolled
East in search of a Breakfast it could recognise.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Karl – think you’ve dated it wrongly
Me a stalker? ha..ha..