Hey now, hey now now
I mentioned in my New Year post that part of 2024 had been Interesting Times for me, with one of my magazines closing, and uncertainty as to whether I'd be losing my job. Well, during that time Mr Robot bought some gig tickets to cheer me up. Go all the way back to 1988 and I was an odd sort of teenager; I'd never quite found 'my' thing. And then there was a song all over the radio called Tower Of Strength by a band called The Mission, and a band called The Sisters Of Mercy popped up on Top Of The Pops performing Lucretia My Reflection. I was absolutely hypnotised by bassist Patricia Morrison, with her backcombed hair and floppy cuffs. And thus began my love affair with goth music. I've dipped into all sorts, especially on the rock/metal side of things, and I'm not averse to a whole range of vintage music either, from 1920s jazz to 1950s rockabilly to classic 70s rock, but goth is my passion. Over the decades I've seen The Mission, but had never seen the Si...
