My first time

Howard Jones, Liverpool Royal Court. I guess it must have been late 1983 or early 1984, in the third year at school, so 13 years old. So exciting, going across to the city, all dressed up with my mates at the time (Marnie, Bish & Howie, maybe). Wearing my pegs, grandfather shirt and blue shoes. What do I remember now? Bugger all, apart from a dreadful support band and some pissed up jocks throwing up in the middle of the crowd. In retrospect, it's not a horrendous first gig, but not as cool as it could have been. Things picked up though.





Then and now. Time's been relatively kind, but is that the haircut for a 50 year old?