I sit here pissing myself at this review of Lou Reed’s recent Brighton Festival performance.
“For a main course, he performs All Tomorrow’s Parties with an incongruous funk beat, while an oriental man does tai-chi. This causes audible spluttering. What’s Reed going to do next? Sing Heroin while having the stage feng-shui’ed? Perform Sister Ray with one of those enormous dragons on sticks you see at Chinese new year?”
I then move on to read this article and discover that, for sure, one of my favourite artists has become a complete and utter toss pot.