(Yes, it's me. Yes, I vanished for...well.....years basically. Real life got to me. Well, that, depression & a possible brain/sight issue I'm waiting for MRI test results for. This was a good excuse to show my face. Be gentle. Even you, James )
Soooooo, I'm standing in the crowd on the Sunday night, having just enjoyed the mighty Neubauten playing with Sand and voicing their Vox Populi etc etc and by the side of me stood a young lady. I looked over, as you do, and was sure I recognised her from an age gone by. I did a double and triple take but didn't get the bottle together to say hi. I mean, imagine the conversation:-
"Scuse me, would you be Claire?"
"Well, if it had been you then I never met you at a Sisters Heartland do years ago, which was a real shame, and thought if you would
be anywhere this weekend then it would certainly have been here. Sorry for bothering you"
Yeah. Exactly. There would have been nothing embarrassing about that, would there. Coming home on the train, more than somewhat after the fact, I decided I should find out after all. I was wearing a shirt with the "FÃ¼nf auf der nach oben offenen Richterskala" eagle logo on it, if that helps.
So, hello again and I'm off to unpack.
Youâ€™ll Disappear Before The Next Star Rises