On 9/11, Momus is in New York, listening to Schubert, in a loft bed in Orchard Street with a girl. On hearing the first explosion he watches the news then goes to the roof of his building in time to see the second plane strike, bodies falling from the towers, the mushrooming clouds of smoke. … Continue reading Don’t Laugh, I am Deformed… #24 Oskar Tennis Champion
A blog reviewing every album by the musician Momus.
Fifteen People 