in his tour diary Sean wrote: “Oh no,” he says, in a tired husk. “My rocking days are over. I’m an old man now. I figure the only rocking I’m gonna be doing is in a rocking chair.” And with that, he explodes with laughter, sucking air past his moustache and repeating, “rocking chair. Haw haw haw.”
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In fact, if we were the kind of band that names its tours (and who can forget Bowie’s Glass Spider?), I’d be hard pressed to think of a better title for this one. It’d look good on a satin jacket, I’ll tell you that much.
Oh, I can see the t-shirt: a shot of John tied up on a chair from the Blue Diamonds video, with the subtitles 'Where is my band?' I would buy that and a satin jacket to go with it.
