There would never come a chance in my life to see Joe Strummer perform live in any musical incarnation. The Clash were broken up by the time I would have gone to see them, The Mescaleros weren't playing in a city near me. So I am left only with the memories of what The Clash meant to me as a young person, a feeling that it was my duty, in some small way, to work towards enabling the freedom and empowerment I personally enjoyed to be shared by everyone.
I walked in to see Joe Strummer: The Future Is ...
Hi everyone. I'm sitting here on the beach getting a tan, sipping drinks that have umbrellas in them with stupid names blogging away because, after all, that's what happens when you don't update for a month. Everyone knows that bloggers secretly go to fascinating destinations and explore exotic regions of the world when they're not updating. We like to go to the Bahamas and to the south of France, we explore caves and go underwater kayaking with large sea lions and polar bears and penguins and stuff. Ahh, this is the life.
Ok. Not exactly.
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