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Things to do in Hackney when you’re still alive

Instead of coming home tonight, and, as I expected, listening to Warren Zevon records, I came home and wrote a song (actually I started on the way home). Beginning to end, all done today. Lyrics, tune chords, the works. Well, the lyrics will take a little tweaking. And once I’ve set this lot loose on it, it’ll be a different thing entirely.

But still. Mood: creative, and no mistake.