Legacy.
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Legacy. That was the word that kept popping into my head as I turned page after page of this book.
With Anthony H. Wilson's untimely recent death this book truly shows that his visual epitaph is an outstanding one.
Certainly befitting of a Factory Catalougue number all of its own.
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Requiem for the dream
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Its weird Factory Records was one of them things that you only missed once it had gone. As I scanned through the book I saw so much that I recognised from going clubbing in the North of England and living through the whole baggie era. Like most things in history you only appreciate what was happening around you in retrospect.
The book is beautifully made, however I found Muir and Holt's book on on 8vo On the the outside even more insightful.
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