Is a bit weird when people you know from school start dying.

They were the first band I followed, formed to raise funds for our youth group by playing covers in local pubs. They soon changed their name and stopped playing covers.

I didn’t really know them, but I learnt to play some of their basslines when I learned to play bass guitar. One was (and still is) one of my favourites. And now the guy who wrote it is dead.

I knew his brother better, at college, but I lost contact after leaving Norwich. It really shouldn’t affect me at all, but it kinda does. I don’t really know why.

I think music and musicians have a special place in my heart.

I am sad because of it.

I search google for their name and that song, I find nothing. I have a cassette somewhere with their music on but nothing to play the cassette on. I always meant to buy their EP but never did. This is the way of the past.

Thoughts of that time bring me back to my past and sadness. And also happiness. I had no ties and did as I chose, but I also got deeply involved with someone I shouldn’t have and it went as bad as can be imagined. One thing leads to another and this song is a soundtrack to those moments. This song that for now only lives in my head.

RIP James. And, I suppose, RIP TCDM, although it died a long time ago...