
Listening to IDLES on Radio 6.
Funny times.
I call them an angry band.
My kids say not.
I think; when I was 13 and 17 as they are, I was listening to different stuff.
Now I have fallen for them.
They somehow speak for me.
They are able to articulate the frustration I experience when at 5 or 6 am I open my eyes and realise there is another day of Tory Covid England ahead or Trump America or the worst Greta nightmares unravelling.
I am the Lorax.
I speak for the trees
For the trees have no tongues.
IDLES shout for me.
