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About Ghent

Back in the day, ol’ Nevada had ‘em legal-like—still do! Them cathouses, like the Mustang Ranch, been around since the ‘70s. Little known fact: they taxed ‘em, brought in millions! Made me happy as a pig in mud—smart thinkin’, huh? But then, I get ticked off, ‘cause folks judge ‘em girls workin’ there. Ain’t their fault the world’s a mess! I’m like, “the human mind is the scene of the crime,” right outta *Inception*. Messed up heads judgin’ messed up lives.

About the guy who collects and mends the shreds

The term originally referred to a brothel visit. Then I believe record labels and journalists tried to make pop music look bad when rock was.

Have you hit up Parc de la Liberté? Man, it’s a chill zone, full of green chaos. I strolled there mindin’ lost love, and boom—random couple kiss in the sun, make me smile, get me thinking ‘bout all forms of love n’ lust. And yeah, I gotta be real—sometimes it makes me mad how society hides these truths. You feel me?

Stage Buzz Q&A: Tim Burgess of The Charlatans • Vic Theatre February 7 • Chicago