Musicchainofthegods Fopp is no more. Oh Fopp, with your evereverexpanding smorgasbord of
Cut price Tom Waits, Neil and the odd Zappa.
Your books I did enjoy (and the Tim Burton Oyster Boy children's book I did buy for a present 7 times.)
Many a pretentious art house effort I did purchase for a mere £5, and watch the extras anon, until those around me were bored enough to spit.
Oh Fopp - your newly developed megashopwithsubterraneancafeforgigsoppositescientologists
never more
The place off CharingX by the amusing t-shirts saying angelamaslutbovverediwanthatone where my cousin spent many a happy hour sucking and seeing
never more
Cockburn Street, Edinburgh - emoville, myfirstFopp
nevernevermore
An Ode to Fopp ('Fopp Flops')
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