I mentioned last week that my old mate Rich was coming along to The Wedding Present gig last night, on his birthday.
Rich, as I’m sure I mentioned before, is the chap who properly got me into what we now rather endearingly call “indie” music; my brother had laid the foundations, but it was Rich who built on them.
I will never forget the time he played me The Smiths’ “There Is A Light That Never Goes Out”…
…closely followed by Billy Bragg’s “The Man In The Iron Mask”…
…and then I think something by The Chesterfields, probably this:
…followed up by Microdisney…
…by which point I was smitten.
Last night, The Wedding Present played none of those songs, for what I hope are fairly obvious reasons, but they did play this, which I made sure Rich and I had a hug to on the line “You’re not like anyone I ever met”.
Now we’re all grown up and responsible, professionally, Rich is a teacher. To me, he’s always been one.
Happy (day after) Birthday mate. Love ya.