vigil 89-90
i saw you in fife, when the band was tattered and broken
i saw you in lockerbie, when you were full of hope
now, the first fish tour post marillion
the fervent hope that teenage dreams would be kept alive
my t-shirt. black, the new logo proud on the front, the tour list rolling down the back
october 24th, stirling albert hall
october 30th, glasgow barrowlands
university; holiday; shows; work; life; heartbreak; travel;
america, where no one knew your name
threadbare, now thin black cotton
worn rarely, under shirt, under jacket, in the cold, for special.
cracked letters
tighter now
holes where there shouldn’t be
vigil in a wilderness of mirrors tour 89-90
the last service
welcome to the rag pile
you’ll help paint my home
you’ll help clean my bike
and finally, your soundtrack will be gone
Danika often says I’m too sentimental about old things, especially my scabby old t-shirts, but a good tour t-shirt has a story and a life beyond the night of the show.

October 13th, 2009 at 1:51 am
oh Gordon.
such a story aligned with your black T-shirt
now balming your life in America
where many are pleased to know your name