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By Brian Wilson Aldiss

Siamese twins, Barry and Tom, have a dormant yet sinister 3rd head starting to be out of Barry’s left shoulder. Plucked from the untamed Norfolk beach by way of showbiz marketers making the most of their demonically violent and freakish courting, they shape a rock band, The Bang Bang, and flavor superstardom. all through their jealous battles over the girl of their existence and their brutal life, they're without end followed by means of their ominous better half, who makes expanding calls for for its correct to existence.

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That was a desperate sort of period. Everything fell apart. While father was busy renouncing his ministry, mother died. I had been nursing her while working for my exams. I used to get up at six every morning, under the firm impression that everyone in vicarages always got up at six every morning. None of my brothers was much help - only one of them even lived in London. The night that mother died, father was out, chairing a damned Save the Sick committee. I left her where she lay and went out into the street.

Later I saw how greatly it resembled Barry's face, despite its pallor, which contrasted with his ruddiness. “I thought you'd offer me a drink,” I said. “We're going out,” said Barry. A struggle took place between them, though neither changed position. It was a battle of wills, of impulses, of hesitations, expressed in tensed muscles, clenched fists. Barry took a step forward. “We're going out,” he said. Then they were like liquid. The struggle was over, they ran forward with uncanny co-ordination, four legs complexly moving, as they passed me and headed for the door.

I felt protective towards Chris, even when he was exploiting me for all he was worth. He was younger than me. I wept and wept when he drowned himself in the reservoir. I would probably have killed myself too, if it had not been for an old friend of mine at the clinic where I worked. ) Yet it wasn't really Chris who turned me on. The music did that. I just dug rock. The past ceased to exist for me, and the future, when Chris was up there playing. Maybe it was the amplification, or the sexual ranting, or the whole atmosphere of demented licence.

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