Death of the I-Phone Cowboy - exhibit A
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Have a feeling our friends and fans sometimes question my sanity, and wonder why, ever since re-grouping the band for the Anatomy project, I'd changed line-up so often, and went on a seemingly random killing spree of Mark E Smith proportions.

But as they say in the trade, let the tale tell the story and thy music be my maker.

For yes, your honour, I have killed, but did so to protect my drugstore baby.

Cowboy Cemetery, 3 dirty tales
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Some of the best stories are often the ones that can never be told, for the telling would mean that some of the key protagonists would feel hurt, and that's something one should always avoid and be weary of.
But, part of the joy of embarking on any adventure, are the funny, weird and downright crazy things you end up collecting along the way.
So, I've come up with a cunning plan: gonna tell a few of the cowboy tales, stuff that has happened during the Anatomy masterplan, but gonna mess up the chronology and keep the identity of all the pistoleros involved safe and intact.
This way, I hope, we all gonna be able to see the funny side, for if there's something I have learnt in this life, if anything, is to try to keep the heart light and not carry too many bitter pills in the pocket.
I'll be unleashing the '3 Dirty tales' video within next few weeks, in the meantime, here's a mini-trailer, a teaser, of the upcoming wounded knee massacre: