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/ 18 January 2006
”I hate New Year. I hate the ironic clamour of Abba singing Happy New Year as yet another vodka-eyed sound engineer tries to pull me towards his chest for a mistletoe moment. I’ve done the New Year permutations. I’ve been on magic mushrooms spitting at a werewolf moon while day-glo ravers swirl by,” writes Shandy Ellis.