SUNDAY #73 -“Thank you for existing”

I visited the David Bowie mural in Brixton this weekend and it’s left me a bit choked.

My friend Rachel and I spent some time reading the messages left by fans and amidst the lyrics and expressions of love and sadness, there was a simple message that warmed my little walnut heart: “Thank you for existing”.


English teachers tell you to avoid using the word ‘nice’ but sometimes it’s the perfect word to describe acts of kindness. I think this message is ‘nice’ because it rings true whether you’re as extraordinarily well known as David Bowie, or if you’re only known to a small but important minority of people.

Your existence might be small, but it’s powerful and it matters. Sometimes it takes something as shocking and sad as the death of David Bowie to remind you of that.

Band of Skulls @ O2 Brixton Academy

‘Baby, Darling, Doll-face, Honey – I don’t mean to cause you worry,
There’s only hands in my pockets,
and the Queen on my money.’

I’ve seen Band of Skulls three times. Every time has been more glorious than the last. Brace yourselves, I’m preparing you for a massively biased blog post.

They opened their set at Brixton on Friday with Sweet Sour, the eponymous track from their second album. I could see Russell Marsden (guitar/vocals), Matt Hayward (drums), and Emma Richardson (bass/vocals) perfectly. I mouthed every word to every song, and shook my little head back and forth with pure joy.

My favourites included Patterns, Wanderluster, Bruises, I Know What I Am, You’re Not Pretty But You Got It Goin’ On, Impossible and The Devil Takes Care of His Own.

The whole set was recorded live, and was available to purchase on CD just minutes after the show. As I’m a fantastic facebook stalker, I already knew about this, and had pre-ordered my copy. I listened to the first disc yesterday, and I ended up dancing around my bedroom: it took me right back to that Brixton dancefloor.

Everything about Band Of Skulls is Sweet, it’s my post-gig comedown that’s Sour.