“Joel Lane documents a life we don’t quite live, in a city we can’t quite find: half glimpsed and half imagined, we know it’s out there somewhere. Waiting, maybe. Mixing fear with desire, reputation with regret. Touching the blood-beat of our secret hunger with the rhythms of a music that never felt alien till now. Wasted lives, with never a wasted word. It’s an extraordinary achievement: vivid as neon, real as rain. Devastating.” KnowsRealDesireFeltWaitingSecretCitiesHalfBloodRegretAchievementBeatsRainExtraordinaryHungerReputationRhythmAliensTouchingDocumentsVividLanesMixingNeonWasted LifeExtraordinary Achievement Author:Chaz Brenchley
