Flowers and footballtops-

Saturday I got a letter I thought I'd never ever get; I've been summoned as a witness in a murder trial. In September 2008 I was present at a pub when a 20 year old boy got stabbed to death by my former neighbour, a young boy of 22. I wrote about it when it happened - and I had to, seeing as I was dealing with not sleeping for 60 hours, horrible flashbacks to blood and oozing wounds followed me for days after that. Ever since that night I've managed all right, after I went to the boys funeral I sort of pushed it out of my mind - the investigation was going on, I'd delivered a statement to the police and I reckoned that would be the end of it. But not so - I am expected to turn up in court on January 20th as a witness during the main proceeding. Not particularily looking forward to that tuesday...

In keeping with my music obsession of late I am going to mention yet another band I am playing constantly these days - Glasvegas. Scottish, melancholic, shoegazing, retro-inspired loveliness! It reminds me of The Stone Roses for some reason, and even the Cure some times. Go listen to "It's my own cheating heart that makes me cry" - it's epic. The song I'm stuck on today, however, is "Flowers and Footballtops". The title stumped me for a while until I read that "genrally in Glasgow when a young male dies (especialy murdered) people as a tribute leave Flowers and Football tops". The song is simply about a parent who loses his or her son, and it makes me think of the parents of the boy I tried to save in September, and about that damn trial.

Flowers and Footballtops - Glasvegas

Baby
Why you not home yet
Baby its getting late
I wish you would be home by now.
Door bell rings
Who could it be at this time
Police on my left and right
My son's not coming home tonight

Baby, they don't need to show
Its over, I know
Baby, they don't need to show
Flowers and football tops, I know
Baby why you?

No sweeping exits
No hollywood endings
Flowers and football tops
Don't mean a thing.

My baby is six feet under
Just another number
My daughter without her brother

Baby, they don't need to show
Its over, I know, I know
Baby, they don't need to show
Flowers and football tops, I know

My baby is gone...

You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
When skies are grey
I hope you noticed
How much I loved you
How could they take my sunshine away