Meta-criticism: Julian Cope is my Homeboy

Ultimate eccentric Englishmen, drug damaged looney, self-defined rock god and cult-icon Julian Cope may be the best music writer in the world. In an article in the Wire someone said his descriptions of Tangerine Dream in his book Krautrocksampler are so vivid and powerful that you thought them to be the four most deangerous men on the planet. Despite being a Julian worshipper and a tedious Krautrock fan as well, I've never tracked down a copy of said book, but his music reviews on his Head-Heritage website never fail to inspire the music-obsessing fuck out of me.

Rejoice in his tales of Tight Bro's From Way Back When. I can't even imagine the music is as good and stirring as his account of it is (and he has a stream available for comparison thereof) This is the kind of convulsive electrified writing to which I aspire.