OK I finally remembered I was going to post these cos I don’t think I’ve seen them on here yet?? From Warrington on Friday, and I know it looks kinda like Carl is making to push him lol but he had a very firm grip on his waistband ;3
So we went out, just the two of us, in Barcelona. We were talking about the band and making plans, getting our guitars out and going for a little wander around the city, sitting in the square at night, playing all the songs. It was magical. It felt better than anything and meant the world to me. I love him and he loves me and it’s important that we could tell each other that.
Peter: (Carl came to Barcelona) with a guitar on his back….a big step for him, and for our relationship. We talked late into the night, and embraced, and reunited in an infinite Arcadian reverie…an Arcadian celebration. Yes, it seems to have existed forever, perfectly.
Carl: I knew that I had to go see Peter, the friend that I love and that I missed, to know if this friend, and this friendship, still existed. It was just him and me. And our guitars, the streets… I was pretty nervous because I did not know what I would find. When a relationship ends, we build an image to protect ourselves…by pushing aside all the wonderful things that we used to do together. It was terrifying, but all of this has disappeared, has melted, and I have been able to see things as they were, in all their beauty.
Carl: There is a magical alchemy that only we can unlock. Playing songs with the person with whom they were written, it is incomparable, it is another dimension, it is so powerful, touching, and beautiful.
Peter: When Carl looked me in the eye and actually believed me when I said I was going to give it a fucking go, it was like a miracle. Everything else was forgotten.
Peter: (A new album) seems to me the thing to do, but I would never guess that he would want to. I’m really very happy that’s the case. And a little surprised. Honored, to be honest. And surprised, surprised and flattered. There is a part of me who will always be this 16 year old kid who doesn’t know how to play the guitar, and there is this guy, a little older, who my sister thinks is attractive, who knows how to play the guitar and who has this song called, ‘France’.
Peter: We reminisce with each other about the past, hysterically, and we remember, how this is all strange and fantastic. At times, there is no one else who I connect with at this level. Carl, I know that…there are things that no one else can give, a certain level of understanding, a way of remembering things, because, at a certain age, we viewed everything in the same way, a way no one else shared..It’s strange, but he really knows me. I forgot that there was someone else on this planet who could understand me in this way, it is mysterious, but it is comforting and beautiful.
Peter: The opening song (at Glasgow Barrowland) was Vertigo. I couldn’t really get into it. My hand was shaking so violently. Awful. I felt as though I was ballsing it up bad, and that the lads were angry. “Pete’s ballsing it up again” etc. Turns out that they thought we played a blinder and me in particular.
Carl: On my part, there is nothing to forgive…I love him so much, he is like a brother, these are unconditional feelings.
“The two of us are this band, Pete is not replaceable. […] I cringe every time the phone rings, I can’t sleep because I constantly expect someone calls and tells me Pete is no longer alive.”
“I have sent a message to Peter to come back to the band, but to quit drugs first. He doesn’t understand that he will end up dead in a bad way if he stays like this. Anyway, if I get a message from Peter that he has decided to stop drugs and that he is facing his life and his soul then I will go and take him back no matter where he is. Because nothing will make me happier than that.”
“I believe that he will come back to me, no matter how long it takes.”
OK I’ve been trying to find footage of the end of last night’s show but not seen anything yet, but they sang the Beautiful South song One Last Love Song in Hull. The song contains the line “So here’s to an old fashioned peck on the cheek” and ofc Peter took his cue and gave Carl a lil kiss on his cheek. (I also googled the song and noticed the preceding line is “Till these blue eyes of mine they are closed”, which made me chuckle.)
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