The Star's critic MARIA DUARTE recommends an impressive impersonation of Bob Dylan
Attila the Stockbroker Diary: April 19, 2024
Suddenly pressed into international diplomacy, the bard brings the crumhorn of peace to North Korea
The Star's critic MARIA DUARTE reviews Here, Vermiglio, William Tell and Wolf Man
New releases from Thorpe and Morrison, Daria Kulesh, and Will Finn and Rosie Calvert
RINA ARYA confronts the brutal operation of Francis Bacon’s approach to portraiture
Emphasising his continuous engagement in labour movement struggles, ALISTAIR FINDLAY salutes John Foster’s contribution as activist, strategist, intellectual and defender of the Morning Star
ANDY MIAH advocates the use of AI to assist people by expanding access to global literature and culture
EWAN KOTZ relishes a veteran Glasgow band that have lost none of their verve for live performance
NK DONS!
I’m 66. I’ve been Attila for 44 years. And the wonderful thing is that the kind of utterly bonkers stories documented extensively in my 2015 autobiography Arguments Yard are still happening to me after all this time. The latest one can finally be revealed.
Last year I came home from the pub to the kind of email one doesn’t get every day.
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