MEET ME IN THE BATHROOM

OR most of the ’90s it felt like there was a new Seattle every few months: Portland, Chapel Hill, Austin, Glasgow, Bristol, even Cardiff, were each hailed in waves of press and A&R as the fleeting epicentre or capital city of indie rock’n’roll. But no-one ever called New York the new Seattle. Because really New York is where it all began – be it at Max’s Kansas City or CBGBs