finsbury park early work still my state of mind some would say very big big
I used to live at the time next to a cypriot turk Ali, his room was always black dark had nothing in it but a big rubbish bag full of cans of special carlsberg and b&h fag stubs. It was a very big bag hundreds of cans and fags years worth, maybe this was the bag.It was lit by a single plain bulb directly over the bag. That was it. Happily he returned to cyprus to grow tomatoes for his dad.
Alcohol and fags are shit, I used to sell cigarettes and looking back see it was karma, what happened in the blood.
Painted Finsbury Park, London in the room next to Ali.