Over 18 rambling episodes, as a companion piece to 'Only The Shit You Love' the web series, album and graphic novel, Damian goes behind the songs and behind the eyes of the bloke who wrote the songs - er, that is, him - and talks about things he loves, things he hates, his musical inspirations, his fumbling, crappy beginnings as a musician, his career before and after that famous band he was in, and a whole lot of other vaguely relevant stuff. In other words - only the shit that Damian loves.
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Me and MONA. My worst gig ever. The Disco Machine.
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Why I don't like talking about that other band of mine. Cowboy hats.
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Old football grounds, ghosts, and my first proper job.
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My failed auditions, my first ‘solo’ album, and ‘the cunt’.
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My career as a ‘turntablist’, Hugo Race and the birth of I Can Run.
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The real person who inspired Greta The Garbo, my university days and how I met Robert Smith.
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The tree house kids, early adopters and the musical schizophrenia of my band Tall Stories.
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My first punk rock experience and why I never got to call my second band 'Mr. Wapshott'.
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Jessie’s Girl’s back story, my horrible schooldays, and my allergy to over elaborate guitar playing.
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Me and Tony Martin crap on about stuff.
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Self doubt. My sporting failures. My courting failures.
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The AAAAAA rhyme scheme. My short career as a genius rock impresario.
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My rock 'n roll dream starts. My rock 'n roll dream ends.
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The devil's harmony. 'Outsider' music. 'Continuous Improvement'.
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This episode is about the 'fish principle', 'the one' and why I became a drummer.
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This episode is about Sounds Unlimited. Abroz. And my problem with 'work'.
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A definition of 'only'. The London Tavern. Osibisa.
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Episodes 1 and 2: Where I explain everything. And my radio epiphany. And the secret shit.
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