Sorry for my recent neglect of TIMJ, I've been holidaying vigorously. By way of an olive branch, here's a John Cale demonstration on the dangers of narcotics.
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Following on from my Roxy jam, here's what Messrs Manzanera and Eno get up to when left to their own devices. On a different note, if I had a choice of not being able to listen again to either Cale or Lou Reed (let's hope that never happens), my copy of Coney Island Baby would be in the bin before you could say Venus in Furs.
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