Dec
5
2009
Nevertheless, there’s something about lying in the back of a tour bus after a sold-out gig, listening to the moans of Tuesday night’s groupies and knowing that Wednesday morning heralds a pick-me-up line of cocaine and a limousine ride to Vogue for a photo shoot with David Bailey, that brings a healthy glow to your cheeks.
Louise Wener, writing in the Guardian in 2002