Some of the first words I read were those printed on the gatefolds of LP covers, sat majestically in their protective cabinet strictly off limits. Those stolen moments spent with nothing but the crackle of a needle and headphones that were too big, are scorched into the fibres of my being.
Through good times and bad times, your music has been my comfort and my inspiration. It has consoled me when I have felt loss, guided me when I have felt lost and lifted my soul so many times I have lost count.
Thank you
