If you'd not been in Bristol and not Wrexham
and if Dave had been up for it
then well who knows
Vinyl Erasers' claim to fame was one song
played over and over and over on cassette
at Planet X in Liverpool.
And cause I was knocking about in Bangor
and had proximity to your bass
that shitty Marlin Sidewinder
Vaffan Coulo became my band or at least
the band I was in because you weren't there
and Dave didn't fancy it.
It doesn't seem like much, I know. But it is.
If I look back, and I do look back, then I see
the direct line from here to there
via everywhere else and the books and the degree
and the bands and all of that.
If you'd been in Bangor not Bristol or Wrexham
or if Dave'd been up for it
then well who can say
I don't know where I would have been for all this time
but everything would have been completely different
in ways I can never know.
I wish I had that bass. I'd've got it set up properly for the first time
well, the first time ever.
That awful action was five miles high. It was a bugger to play
but now it's someone else's problem
lost in a hundred house moves and
various garages. Various memories. Various gigs.
So lost so easily so permanently.
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