Excerpt from ‘Juliet, Naked’
“It had been a long time since Tucker had been anywhere to hear a band, and he couldn’t quite believe how familiar it all felt. Shouldn’t something have moved on by now? Did you really still have to lug all your equipment by yourself, sell your records and T-shirts at the back of the room, talk to the crazy guy with no friends who’d been to see you three times this week already? There wasn’t much anyone could do with the live music experience, though. It was what it was. Bars and the bands that played in them didn’t have much use for the shiny white Apple world out there; there’d be processed cheese slices for dinner and blocked toilets until the world melted away”.
