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by owly

“I guess ‘in-between’ was where we found ourselves back then, too, i the mid-sixties. Halfway round the world, here we were: an RAF working-class family that got to fly round the world, stay in improbable places, live by the Mediterranean, harvest a different air. But one day it ends, and you are back on the estate, back to holidays in Blackpool and Yarmouth, back to where you once belonged. Who said anything about belonging? I have no idea where I am supposed to belong: there is no old home town waiting. And music is one of the ways I find to digest this, enter it inside myself as fact and perplexity. Music becomes my own permanent floating home town. Belonging becomes something of an impossible dream. You get to escape – but you also have to return. All identity is fixed around this reserve of what returns, whether you want it or not. I never really wanted to sing; but I often found myself, down the years, wanting to be song.” A Dandy In Aspic by Ian Penman – in No Regrets: writings about Scott Walker (Wire)

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