Henry Wagons is a delightful person, but sometimes his booking agent picks on me.
Henry Wagons is a delightful person, but sometimes his booking agent picks on me. I am now way too skittish to say anything at all about Wagons the band for fear that I will be bailed up at a party and accused of being insufficiently rah-rah about "the greatest music identity Melbourne has produced since Nick Cave". (He didn’t actually say that, but I could tell he wanted to.)
