The Star's critic MARIA DUARTE recommends an impressive impersonation of Bob Dylan
Attila the Stockbroker Diary: March 8, 2024
The itinerant troubadour extols the virtues of grassroots campaigning and train travel as he makes, for the first time in his life, a pilgrimage to the Holy City
FIRSTLY, thanks to everyone who came to my latest London matinee show at The Dublin Castle last Sunday. It featured a long overdue reunion with my old poetic mucker John Hegley, whom I first performed with on the CAST New Variety circuit in the early ’80s. He was brilliant, as was the unique and inspirational Blyth Power, and the place was packed. Cheers John! Lovely to see you again.
I wrote the first part of this on the long train journey to Rome, where last night I watched Brighton play AS Roma in the Olympic Stadium in the last sixteen of the Europa League.
I’m going to repeat that.
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