Brett Anderson from Suede, Bez from Happy Mondays and me, as Brett Anderson’s Jungian anima in

Brett and the (London) Tree of Life

by Zizek Press.

“Meanwhile, Brett’s head was also pushing out a lot of blood. His room no longer smelt of mud. It smelt blood and roots and leaves and the smell of wind which is the smell of deletion, forced lack of memory, forced dehistory.

One long spiky arm had gone right through his head. He was thinking…”

Thank you very much Zizek Press for adding me to the story!

I’ve always liked Brett and his androgynous ways.