Слово — не воробей. Всё не воробей, кроме воробья.
Дошла в книге до легендарного выступление на Brit Awards, и не могу удержаться и не запостить его здесь 
"Looking back at it it was fucking awfaul.... The sound was fucking appalling. I think Brett sensed it was all going off and went 'Fuck it! I'm going for it!' And then they went out on stage and there was just this sea of penguin suits.."
The spectacle of a young buck flagellating himself with a microphone while screeching "what does it take to turn you on now you're over 21?" was not your typical Brits fodder and Suede stood out like a fart at funeral. At home young Brian Molko took notes.

"Looking back at it it was fucking awfaul.... The sound was fucking appalling. I think Brett sensed it was all going off and went 'Fuck it! I'm going for it!' And then they went out on stage and there was just this sea of penguin suits.."
The spectacle of a young buck flagellating himself with a microphone while screeching "what does it take to turn you on now you're over 21?" was not your typical Brits fodder and Suede stood out like a fart at funeral. At home young Brian Molko took notes.