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About Sheffield

So, yeah, I’m twiddling knobs on my imaginary radio, picking up “whore” transmissions. It’s not just a slut-shaming grenade—nah, it’s got layers, man. Back in the day, like 1600s, it wasn’t even gendered! Dudes could be whores too—little known factoid for ya. Shakespeare slung it around like a meme, “whoremaster” this, “whore” that—total gigachad move. Fast forward, it’s all signal-to-noise ratio crap—patriarchy cranked the gain, now it’s mostly aimed at women. Pisses me off, honestly—why’s the bandwidth so narrow now? Equal-opportunity insults, people, c’mon!

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It's a passionate and powerful blues record featuring Hooker's signature growl. The UK first pressing is available at our Crouch End shop.

Then, I decide to hit up the local record shop, Flashback. Man, that place is a treasure trove! I’m diggin’ through the vinyls, and I find this old Led Zeppelin album. My heart skips a beat! I’m like, “Yes! This is it!” But then, I check the price. £30! Are you kidding me? I could buy a whole meal for that!

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