He slid the fader up. The opening acoustic chords of skipped into the studio—jaunty, light, and defiant in their sweetness.
“And if you ever have to go to school, remember how they messed up this old fool...” Kooks (Sounds Of The 70s Bob Harris)
Elias laughed softly. He remembered the grey suits of his teachers, the way they’d looked at his long hair as if it were a personal insult. He looked around his messy, cramped flat. It wasn't much, but it was his . He was one of the kooks Bowie was singing about. He slid the fader up