To all but the obsessive, Julian Cope has appeared lost to rock these past few years. Since the unsuccessful release of Interpreter in 1996, he has been far more prominent as a Neolithic scholar, scourge of the Roman Empire and cheerleader for Odin, as a mischievous shit-stirrer in the cloisters of ...
To all but the obsessive, Julian Cope has appeared lost to rock these past few years. Since the unsuccessful release of Interpreter in 1996, he has been far more prominent as a Neolithic scholar, scourge of the Roman Empire and cheerleader for Odin, as a mischievous shit-stirrer in the cloisters of academe. In fact, Cope has been simultaneously burrowing deep into the avant-rock underground, building a bolthole for himself and a global cabal of psychedelic refuseniks. Where once his tastes seemed stuck in 1971 with Blue Cheer and Amon D
