Music from the past, music from my past. I still remember when I bought my first Birthday Party record. It was their unbelievable second long-player Junkyard. For weeks ist was in endless duration on my turntable. Again and again and again... I was young, taking drugs. I fly high and feel immortal. Every day was a fantastic gift of life. Even the dark days. I fell in and out of love and at the end of the darker days there were the songs of Rowland S. Howard. I don't remember how many tears I cried listening to Several Sins, co-written by Rowland S. Howards younger brother Harry.
Later I lost myself in alcoholism. My soul died away and my wild bumping heart turned into stone. All my feelings disapeared. But sometimes I can remember how it felt when I was young. When life was a dark and gloomy adventure full of warmth and miracles.
Too many hearts I broke on my way, too many people I rejected in all the years - it's time to die.