"I couldn't resist grinding him up with a little bit of blow. My dad wouldn't have cared, he didn't give a shit. It went down pretty well, and I'm still alive."Somehow, I am not shocked. The strangest thing about this interview was driving into work and hearing Robin Lustig talk about it on the BBC and then introducing the journalist from "a magazine called The New Music Express" with obviously no clue what The NME is.
"I snorted my father"
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