Coming down off the nova somewhere near the boiled egg that is the Royal Albert Hall, we watch Paul’s sun crossed with John’s star and hold ice cream hands. Someone slipped on a cassette as the one you wanted left with someone else but somehow it was cool because as the music filled the shadows, you heard a sound that was a million miles away from fakery and a step away from your heart.Just like it always did, this sound puts the swagger back into your step, the rush into your blood but somehow, and I don’t know how, they had become deeper, wider, soulful, better at their craft, inspired by so many things like a wold that is tilting who knows where and the applause they always knew was theirs but waited so impatiently to receive. Words cut you from all angles, backed up by a monumental sound that rises high, high, and high to crash against your rocks and then changes, majestically and magically to sooth the wounds inside.As you are dragged inside this trip abandon, you hear a council estate singing it’s heart out, you hear the clink of loose change that is never enough to buy what you need, boredom and poverty, hours spend with a burnt out guitar, dirty pubs and cracked pavements, violence and love, all rolled into one and now this.At the end flip over and start again because now you are not so isolated. They have gone to work so that you can go home. High above the day turns pink and you feel your feet lift above the ground as new roads open up in front of you. In this town the jury is always rigged but the people know. They always know the truth. Believe. Belief. Beyond. Their morning glory.p.h in the summer of '96..........................
Stay true to the Manchester Blue
Best band today. Best band tommorow. Best band the day after that.
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So you can catch a look at the moon today or tonight....
