Great aren't they. First heard them in a little cafe in Bow. The staff barely spoke English, but had great taste in music. I'm going unimaginative with a performance I stumbled upon while looking for something else. From 1980, when Mrs Earle and I were on honeymoon and went to see Rockpile, it's more from Dave, Basher and the boys:
The Solihul tragedy got me thinking about grief today and how it jumps up out of nowhere years after the event - for my partner that died and for the love of music we both shared - The Sounds of the Mersey, in particular this song by the Fortunes, that somehow makes me feel incredibly sad and better all at the same time …