I remember an early Splendour in the Grass festival – 2009? – when The Fergusons were playing.  It was 11am on Saturday.  Nobody was there yet, not really.  They played their one popular song – Everything’s Gone Bad – and, near the end, during the final chorus, all of them, the drummer, the guitarist, the bass player and of course the singer, all stood at the front of the stage and belted out the last few lines together, singing poorly but together.  It was glorious, and virtually no-one was there to see it but me.

-7 January 2017

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