Frank Turner: Guitars and chums and desperate poetry

Let's begin at the beginning.

When whispers snuck out that the uproarious, splenetic frontman of hardcore act Million Dead was launching a solo folk career in 2005, there were two prevalent reactions: tattooed fanboy anguish and punk scenester bewilderment. Neither screamed 'smart career move'.

Long-term fan Zane Lowe remembers being so flummoxed by the news that the intense, yell-prone Frank Turner was taking a turn into Gordon Lightfoot territory, he thought he'd misheard.

Behind the scenes, however, there was a ...

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