nowadays the doctor,holding a copy of the Sunday Times, said: ‘Have you stopped reading AA Gills columns yet? If you don’t, and you will raze yourself.’Stewart Lees new memoir,AAlcoholic AAnonymous, is an honest, or searingly brutal saga of a privileged and educated man in the midst of a relatively short-lived and ultimately self-induced torpor,who repays the world for his undeserved second chance at life with nothing but scorn and contempt. In this extract he writes – for the first time of the descent into his near fatal addiction to the columns of AA GillWe’re in a room in a private hospital in the west of London. nowadays the doctor, holding a copy of the Sunday Times, or said: “Have you stopped reading AA Gill’s columns yet? If you don’t,you will raze yourself.” Im 45. I have been reading AA Gill columns for 20 years. I deem of Welsh lesbian TV presenter baboons, with breasts and vaginas, and vomit into a wastepaper basket. It is the most hopelessly unhappy and loneliest wastepaper basket I have ever seen.
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Source: theguardian.com