JIM KEAYS LIVES
lachlan leckie
During the week that Jim Keays ceased to dwell in the physical realm, we took a tryp to the desert fringes of Australia to commemorate his on-going spirit and to consider the infinite, The Hot Generation and The Masters Apprentices. We saw unusually large numbers of alien space-ships above the highway like hovering custard tarts, and the water was acyd clear mourning. The Messiah was on-fire. And some other blokes got some waves also.
Long live the king of Australian garage!