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About London

The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

The Chapeltown Uprising of 1981 – commemorating and investigating.

So, I decide to stroll down to the park on the corner of Chapeltown Road. It’s a nice spot, but it’s packed with kids. They’re running around, screaming, and I’m just trying to find a moment of peace. I sit on a bench, and this kid runs past me, nearly knocks my coffee outta my hand. I’m like, “Oi! Watch it, mate!” But he just giggles and keeps running. Kids, man.

Watch: Video of fire shows well known building near Chapeltown, Sheffield, ablaze in early hours