Okay, so as some of you already know, there was a really bad fire in our local venue The Cavern on 6th September. The damage is severe and it’s going to need a lot of work before it can reopen. Everyone is being brave and super positive but truthfully it’s a really sad thing to have happened.
Like so many other weird punk and indie kids, we’ve been going there since we were 16 and we played our first shows there. Everything we know about bands comes from the people that we learnt from down there and without that place I’m pretty sure we’d all be either really embarrassing musicians that take themselves really seriously, or be stuck in a job we don’t like.
Also I’ve worked there since I was 18 and Pippa and Dave always let me go on tour and work when I was home. It was a rare privilege that I hope I never took for granted. My life would look entirely different if it wasn’t for the Cavern and so would this band.
P.S. The song is written from the narrative of Sue Townsend, author of the Adrian Mole books, on the day she and her children were left scouring the streets for money because of the welfare state’s incompetence and underfunding.