Thanks to @ jamiemoir for establishing that the night my life changed was:

28TH APRIL - ESSEX, UNIVERSITY

A life changing event for me, aged about 13 or so, I can tell you. My tunes, my clothes, my understanding of pop culture, my hair (that one never worked: a curlytop lad can never really win the struggle for a decent quiff, though god knows I tried) were never the same…

The identity of this mysterious confiture-y sod would be blindingly obvious had Edwyn written this song 15-20 years later than he did. But of course en ceux early jours, il était un grande pike dans un (relatively) small pond.

N'est-ce pas Dada?

XLindo

PS Vote Gorge!

For many years, if held at gunpoint by rock fascists compiling The Ultimate Top 20,000 Best Albums Ever, I would have had to declare a preference for The Orange Juice as the fullest expression of our boy's genius on a single record. Listening to a lot of the Collins/Juice canon at the moment, and I think if this dangerous critical menace were to burst in on me and my collection and require a choice, I'd have to declare a preference for The Black Session.

If nothing else, this…