Movies have been made outta his words, lots and lots of movies, each of which is mad, bad and dangerous not to know about, including The Acid House, Ecstasy, Filth, and, of course, a little torrent of beautiful depravity entitled Trainspotting. But it's the words themselves which spurred the cinema to unhinge, and compelled those who still read anything longer than a blog post to rejoice every time they join together in a book.
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His name is Irvine Welsh, and the time for rejoicing is once again at hand. Or will be anyway, come February 2015, when The Sex Lives of Siamese Twins (Doubleday) racks in the States and the man makes his way back to the MIA in order to hype his latest longplay.
To ensure we're all suitably prepared to celebrate Scot wordslinger's next bit of vile wile, New Times got Welsh himself to give us a tease.More »