For
Music
For music there must be a poem
whose surface is nervous,
sensible as skin,
whose power is to roll the stars in
and whose heart is the heart
to express glory.
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Trumpet, Trombone
The club that goes with the flow
In the first row below are some impressions from the night of Monday 16th July, the first Boat-ting after the death of Lol Coxhill, who’d played such an important part at the club. A toast was quietly raised to the fallen hero.
Nights in the Klinker
Hugh Metcalfe’s amazement arcade. Currently dormant, but –
The drawings are by and © John Gibbens
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