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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In his latest sardonic tour journal, Andrew leaves his comfort zone of rock music behind and jumps head first into the world of hip hop touring. Will this mark the beginning of a career path littered with bling, guns and big booty hoes? More like a confusing quest for invisible cronuts whilst carrying a giant sized latex baby head around the UK in a succession of Hyundai i800 people carriers. Or something. Oh, and being mistaken on a nightly basis for a superstar DJ.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In his latest sardonic tour journal, Andrew leaves his comfort zone of rock music behind and jumps head first into the world of hip hop touring. Will this mark the beginning of a career path littered with bling, guns and big booty hoes? More like a confusing quest for invisible cronuts whilst carrying a giant sized latex baby head around the UK in a succession of Hyundai i800 people carriers. Or something. Oh, and being mistaken on a nightly basis for a superstar DJ.