CROSSING THE BRIDGE:
Back street sun on a house for sale, re-imagined as a jazz-dive
for dreamers. Yeah, I can see you pulling that one off, sat on the
kitchen step when you’re old, fingers folded into a cradle, rocking
back laughing. Today, I met a boy who shook my hand with blonde
exploding hair, happy. He plays guitar, great.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Angel boy*
Back street tunes, dive in and take five.
Dear Karl
I didn’t know you meant me on your entry from 31st March (I didn’t know my Mum had contacted you until I received the postcards from you and Rick in the post this morning, thank you so much for them, I was really pleased and surprised), I absolutely loved the gig at the Roundhouse on 25th March and certainly won’t forget it as I’m a huge Underworld fan and it was also my first gig, what a brilliant place to start!
Many thanks,
Tom