The city's what you make it -- and St Andrew's has bravely stood out, through fat years of yuppies crowding over from Space and the Casinos, to the lean years of punk rock and the beginnings of Techno. It supported me as a ridiculous clubkid and self-important promoter, without which support I would have crumbled up downriver. Of course I got out as quick as I could. Lovin' it! Best show: My Bloody Valentine.
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