Track: Requiem For Beetham Tower


Manchester, a sleepy city, a once enslaved city, a hard working city, a not particularly well behaved city, a city of culture running deep to its roots, a place of anger and kindness and love. As the rain sets in and Beetham Tower begins to hum I’m reminded of why I’ve come to love this place. It’s a city that’s already been levelled by bombing and simply stood back up again. I wish for peace everywhere and an end to this shit.



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