Shaun Ryder – review

Tokyo, LincolnAfter Happy Mondays and Black Grape "reunions" that lacked most of the personnel, the autobiography, and eating crocodile penis in the Celebrity jungle, you wonder what will constitute Shaun Ryder's next attempt to restore his former glories. First, we have a solo comeback in intimate regional nightclubs. "Did anyone buy my book?" asks Ryder, to near silence. "Fuckin' 'ell. I was gonna be signing some but they haven't turned up." Still, clean and sober, he is in better humour – a...

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