When people jump through time, they give themselves up to rhyme
and reasons of the heavens.
Up-Wards at 45°
In 1992, after being totally blown away by
Peggy Suicide the previous year, I walked into a record shop on Kilburn High Road and bought
Julian Cope’s latest offering, the anti-monotheistically titled
Jehovahkill. Due to the phasing out of vinyl LPs, it was very low priced and packaged with a CD inlay cover tossed inside, apparently to compensate for the cheap paper inner sleeves. Like the Peggy Suicide L.P, Jehovahkill came on 2 discs, but was only cut on…