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A YEAR ago on March 7, I played my last live gig before lockdown. I remember it very well. Brighton were away at Wolves so, as is my normal practice, I had a gig afterwards not far away at Katie Fitzgerald’s in Stourbridge
It’s a lovely, left-wing real-ale pub and performance venue immortalised by fiery local singer-songwriter Jess Silk in her song Friday Night at Rebel HQ.
The first Covid cases had already been identified in Brighton and I had realised that this was a serious problem. For me, it had extra import because of the COPD caused by around a quarter of a century of inhaling other people’s smoke at gigs before the ban.
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