Houseless, not homeless… van life after lockdown
I moved to Newcastle when I was 18. Bright-eyed, wielding a cheap guitar (a battered Les Paul copy) and dragging a huge Laney valve amp from the ‘70s. I came to study Zoology and it was great. I loved the city and soon came to call it home. Spital Tongues and Kenton briefly, but mostly […]
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