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Musician/producer, Glasgow.   I did all sorts of crazy shit man. I told you I lived in the attic of a brothel? And went into the Cin Bin and just fucking sharpened all the tools [syringes]. No way man. Hahahaw. Did you even bleach rinse? Matchbox. No but the bleach rinse? None of that? Naw. Didn't have water or anything. No sink in my loft. It was an actual loft I was in - Where? In Paris, in France? No in London, East End of London. Oh God. That's nasty man... It wasn't like I was in a loft conversion; it was an actual loft, hahaha! With a hatch, and the room down the stair was where the bird was pumping the guy. So I'm on rock, right? This is mental, I'm sitting like... So I've fucking went in, right, and I've scored rock and kit [heroin] and a bit of rock for her. 'Cause she didn't even take smack, this one. Wee Asian lassie, brand new. So I'm fucking stealing all sorts of make-up and all that, half-price to pay these cunts. Bump-bump, fake-ba
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Nellcôte

Musician/producer, Glasgow.   Motherfuckers who live like junkies can never put their proper, fucking whole all into making music, know what I mean?   We discussed that about Keith. He went to shit after he really got into the drugs. Did we not agree? After Exile I'm like: naah.   That's it aye: what did they do after Exile? 'Cause they done Sticky Fingers before Exile but it came out after it. Let It Bleed he's just doing a wee bit, they ham it up, he's fucking weekend shit, he's working. They're constantly doing shit at that time. No time to be a fucking hardcore junkie, do you know what I mean?   When Ian Stewart dies I think that's when he goes right off the fucking radar, which would have been '71 or '72. I think Ian Stewart was a big father figure for Keith, and once he goes, that's it: there's no...discipline.   Plus people were driving to Nellcôte deliberately to give Keith drugs like, I'll hang out with them and bring Keith
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