Song to Whoever

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The day had to come. It had happened before and it was inevitable it was going to happen again. It’d been a few years granted, and this one didn’t involve a Seattle grunge idol and a firearm. Another of my farvourite groups has dissolved, and another contemporary reference when I’m telling friends about how my informative teenage years was wasted is lost.

The Beautiful South have gone their seperate ways. No more will they carry on up the charts. Their website tells a sad tale of “musical similarities”, no doubt tired of evenings spent in Harry’s Bar, or Rotterdam or Anywhere, discussing new musical directions. I’m sure it’s something you said, but I was hooked. I was your number one fan. I think a part of it was that you keep it all in. Perhaps if you’d given it a little time it would have all been as good as gold, or stupid as mud. But there was only so long after 19 odd years that you could continue to walk the tightrope of fame like a blackbird on the wire. Still, now everybody’s talking about it. No doubt a few bell-bottomed tears will be shed. So farewell Paul Heaton and The Beautiful South. Maybe just one last love song, to bring me back, bring me back…?

PS Apologies to those of you who don’t know the work of ‘The South’, I appreciate this may seem a little nonsensical…