Journal for Plague Lovers

In 1995, I had a photo of Richey Manic next to my door. Just about the only 'pop' star I ever stuck up. It was a bad year to be about 27 and in a band.

Perhaps it was because we crashed and almost got killed just in front of the Severn Bridge.

Perhaps it was because of the memory of seeing the 4-REAL cuts in Melody Maker in Street in 1992. Or perhaps it was the comeback gig in Wembley in 1996, before I split up with R.

Whatever, this is the first time since... 29 that an album has had 'it'. I'm still almost crying at the last song. So beautiful. And finally Guns n Roses and the Clash seem to meet properly.