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Thank God for the Home Hardware

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Toronto, 2003.05.05

Thank God for the Home Hardware. I went down to their location at Yonge & St. Clair and told the fellow I needed some nuts and bolts for my futon. After overcoming his initial hesitation (I think he feared not being able to match the metric measurements exactly) he soon had me fixed up with everything I needed to finally assemble the damn thing. And cheaply, too. My place is finally 'together'.

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For a long time I was very bitter that the people who controlled the means of anybody ever hearing my songs were never gonna play them. They only favored music that I specifically and particularly hated, and I wanted them dead. Suddenly, there was another avenue. I started hearing my stuff coming out of bars and then it started to happen little by little — a movie song here or a TV ad there.

—Iggy Pop