The Star's critic MARIA DUARTE reviews Sebastian, Four Mothers, Restless, and The Most Precious of Cargoes
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WRITING this in Walton-on-the-Naze, part of the Clacton constituency, after a very busy day last Thursday.
It all began early afternoon, hanging round for ages next to Worthing Pier alongside Labour comrades from both our local constituencies, East Worthing & Shoreham and Worthing West, waiting for Feargal Sharkey.
Feargal was the singer of the legendary Undertones, whose single Teenage Kicks I must have played at least 50 times during my 14-year tenure as stadium announcer and DJ at Brighton & Hove Albion. His quavering vocal style was unique and brilliant, making him one of the greatest punk vocalists of all time.
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