The Walls Come Tumbling Down
I swung past in Glasgow last night to see what had become of the old ³ÉÈË¿ìÊÖ building. What a shock to discover that the demolition work has begun. Somehow all those meetings, rows, internal politics and even the odd creative moment seemed meaningless. They're lost in the rubble and in the mists of time.
There'll will be some video footage of the building and some never-before-seen archive footage of a rooftop broadcast in the next JZ Diary videoblog. That's coming soon.
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