One week ago, I was seeing my favourite modern band, Young Fathers, in their home country. I'd organised a week's holiday in the Highlands and then came down to Glasgow for the weekend with a train journey to Stirling to see Young Fathers who had put together a summer session of bands they'd picked.
While there was an annoying moat between the barrier and the band, and it was rather chilly for late June, I was still enraptured in their intense, sensual world of visceral power. God, I love this band.
I love love love this song but it's a pretty difficult one to record considering how much I'm dancing. I also wish I'd recorded G's speech before this. Over 5 shows over the past year, I'd gotten used to him berating the Tories but this was a different speech, telling us next week to vote out the Tories. Well, here we are!