"This ole house once knew his children,
This ole house once knew his wife.
This ole house was home and comfort,
As they fought the storms of life."
Deciding to write today’s post was a very difficult decision for me. But it’s something I felt I had to do. For two years now, I‘ve been sharing my record recollections with you. Hiding behind rare indie imports and obscure gothic gatefolds. While all the while recoiling in shame from a shadowy figure from my past. A figure that holds an unearthly dominance over The Smiths and Sisters of Mercy in the ‘S’ section of my archive. Yes, today I must face you all and reveal that I was once a Shakin’ Stevens fan, and own everything he released between 1978 and 1983.
I have no excuses. But if I did have some, they would be things like… It was a long time ago. I was hanging out with a bad crowd. And I never really thought about the consequences.
I’m not going to blame anyone else for giving that first Shaky record to me, or even say who it was. I take full responsibility for my own actions. But I know now it was dangerous and can destroy lives. I just hope this hasn’t caused you too much upset.