Years ago, my friend Susan sent me this valentine card. It has to have been 1979 or 80 which is weird because I thought it was from some other time, a bit later, when we were flatmates in Edinburgh, but I read the back for the first time in ages while I was photographing it for you. We shared flats three times over the years. I sort of thought it might go on forever. I’ve been guilty of eternalism, so it seems. This is not unusual, for me. I didn’t really keep a record of things. I must have seen hundreds of bands, many of them with Susan, and many of them multiple times. Do I remember who I saw and where? No. No, I don’t and it doesn’t even really help that I kept a diary a lot of that time, either. Not that it matters. I seem to have used my diary just to complain bitterly about my love life or lack of it. Silly cow.
She made the card herself, of course. That’s her actual lips and her own lipstick from the cusp of the 80s. What a weird idea that I have a kiss from a friend all the way from back then. I must say, it hasn’t dated. What was ephemeral has been memorialised.
I laminated it at some point, and it has been blu tac’d up somewhere or other most places I’ve lived and I’ve lived in a few.
Coupla years ago Emma Hope gave me this groovy frame, and it’s ended up in there. I think it suits, do you? I mean, you can’t see the whole frame, but you get the drift. Here’s the other side of the card for you. More lips and a bit of biro, and the completion of the quote…
Here’s the soundtrack to go with it, though looking at the message I could have reasonably offered you some Fire Engines or Orange Juice, but you can go find them yourself if you want to. Today is dedicated to all those who think they are alone because they bought the lie that romantic love trumps all.
(By the way, she’s not dead or anything dramatic, she just isn’t into having an internet presence, so there’s no story there, don’t look!)
No, love. You’re NOT alone.
And you don’t have to take my word for it, here’s David Bowie, and he wouldn’t lie, now would he?