role into the eighties a

yeah well

the eighties

you sorta had to be there I guess

don't wanna dwell too much on school

it was there

so was i

got beat up a bit

usually 'cos i was a muso and not a sporty dude

sang in a genuine working church choir

learnt my trade there

taught my ears to work

to hear inside the sounds

to sing harmony

to love the purity of early music n chant

yeah it was a good footing

but also i learnt the faith through singing these ancient words

of motets n masses n magnificats

the eighties for seemed to be a schizophrenic moment

between the classical music world of my school life

choir n clarinet 

n my discovery of the rock world just beginning to come into bloom

it is still taking years for me to try n

bring these two into some sort of harmony

or maybe realize I don't need to 

they can feed each other without

me having to perform some sort of symbiotic dance

anyway

i woke up singing shout to the top one morning

and that was it

went out and bought the style councils cafe bleu that morning

which to reading some paul weller interviews

as if they were the bible itself

(i remember a girlfriend once asking me if all the linear notes

actually mattered . . . 

e i was mortally wounded!)

anyway

obsessed might be an understatement...

there was so much souly jazz stuff

n i was diggin' it all

sade

sting and those unbelievable jazz musicians

british band working week

prefab sprout

some cool post-mod stuff too

the house martens were a fave

started a bit of politics in me too

anyway

i borrowed an old guitar from school over a holiday

and strummed my way into the future

wrote bad songs based on only e minor and d

school ended 

thank god

went to uni

more music

but that freends

is a tale

for another day.