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I Was Dead, and I Was Resurrected

The Guardian has an interview with an 1980s rock star, Edwyn Collins, who suffered a stroke two years ago and had to relearn how to walk, eat, play music, and talk:

Weeks after our chance encounter in Inverness, I’m sitting with Collins in his spacious living room, the few stuffed birds in glass cases, a couple of stray guitars and a Bob Dylan Bootleg Series boxset suggesting a bohemian eccentricity. This is his first official interview since his haemorrhage. In that time, he’s undergone intensive speech therapy to combat dysphasia – a neurological side-effect hindering his ability to communicate. The Collins of old was a fantastic orator, one of those rare interviewees who spoke in eloquent sentences and whose mastery of language was a dream to transcribe. Cruelly, his dysphasia means he now speaks in fractured bursts, pausing between individual words, sometimes fighting to remember a phrase that’s eluding him.

The interview is a sympathetic portrait of the musician and a rare portrayal of the inside of dysphasia.