It Takes Only One Bad Amp To

In My Headphones, I Led A Life Of Romance And Incident And Intrigue, None Of Which Had Anything To Do With The World Outside My Walkman.

Celebrity Despicability Is A Precious Thing.

You Can't Beat The Beehive For Glam Punkette Attitude.

Ronnie Spector's Hair Was Taller And Meaner And Scarier Than All Four Shangri-la's Combined, Plus The Drummer From The Honeycombs. You Just Know Her Rat-tail Comb Was A Switchblade.

In Their Heyday, The Pet Shop Boys Were The Interpol Of The Eighties, Dressing Up To Sing Really Weird Pop Songs About Lust And Loneliness In The Big City. They're Low-pro Now, Not Retro-worshipped In The Manner Of Depeche Mode, New Order, Or The Cure, But You Can Hear The Reason Why - These Guys Are Too Sad.