IN THE POCKET:

Met Tony Buck from the Necks on the streets of East London
last night, unmistakeable in his trademark leathers & spotted
shirt beneath a sky of exploding hair. The fire in his eyes
burned bright letting me know the groove is still alive.
We talked about the music of roads, of underscored journeys
& the song of bridges. We talked fast & deep then walked
through the night back to Liverpool street, where I boarded
a train home to Essex & he went back to the Barbican where
The Necks & Leo Abrahams are performing Brother Eno’s
‘Discrete Music’ on Saturday night. Next stop, Winter in Berlin.

(K)