Jesus Fucking H. Christ

The fucking you get ain't worth the screwing you take
-and other life lessons from the Wanderers.


A few sundays ago, inbetween struggling with that still drunk / 'when will the hangover kick in' phase,  I aimlessly wandered  down the road opposite Mash Tun. I decided for some reason, to join the library.

Now this library in particular is no feat. It's two large floors with a modern-ish, boring-ish feel. Anyway, I always find it really difficult to pick books to read because I normally do judge a book by its cover.

Anyway I left with three books. Two are still on my bedroom floor waiting to be left there, racking up overdue days. The third book, a ficticious classic written by Richard Price is entitled 'THE WANDERERS'
I particularily like this book for two reasons:

a) it's set in 1960s New York City
b) when they talk, it's read like "Lissen, whada they doin' here? Whadya got? Whyncha look then?"
 (Microsoft word would have a breakdown)

Anyway the book is graphic. It's about sex and violence and living in the projects in the 60s. Its humourous but also really touching. They made it into a film in 1979. But read the book first.