to my great shame i confess the only things i know about pete doherty was that a couple of years ago he was in the tabloids almost as often as he was in court, had a passionate chemical romance and did the occasional watercolour. with his own blood.
i wasn't planing on seeing him but i was passing through the tent he was playing in and had to stop and look. i'd heard that his live performances were either the stuff of legend or a grizzly train wreck. this was most definitely the former. i only caught the end of his set but it left an impression. undoubtedly joining f+m on that list of stuff i REALLY have to check out.
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