So. You return from your journey: A car filled to the brim with boxes and bags and empties and nibbles. It is dark and we are sleepy. A Ukulele to hand and a pillow to head, the engine rumbles below and we dream of bed.
We met some interesting folk whilst we were gone, The Rat being one of them: with his self stated “coolest T-Shirt in the world” with his stance on ass holes and with sayings such as, “Fuck the bullshit”, “My Father’s a genius, “I am the blessed child” – it’s no wonder he remained in our minds until the bitter end.
We were all shocked to see him appearing, tambourine in hand, on stage. We think the band were just as surprised to see him up there with them. Born in the year of the rat, this serves as a reflection on our time with him.