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Fast forward years later and we’re playing a song on stage in a village hall.

After coming off stage and walking down the steps... the girlfriend of a friend who'd died in a car crash a month earlier, she's coming over to thank us, crying. I’d written a sad song and dedicated it to both the lads who died in the crash. The parents came over afterwards too, and thanked us. That's when I knew I’d been involved with something that I wanted to be around. I'd loved trying to express special experiences through music, stories, images etc. but it'd been only a private thing up until that moment in the village hall. That night, it mixed with others and I wanted to be around that. I wanted to be that.