What am I gonna do?

[venta]

When writing up my day out at the Helen Love gig, I noted that something exciting happened. If you are a London gig-goer, I'd love to hear at what point you recognise this story... Or indeed if you don't.

A band was on the stage. I glanced idly round, then turned to ChrisC.

"Today, I celebrity-spotted"... he didn't look very whelmed, so I clarified: someone genuinely exciting.

Ambling gently through the crowd was a bloke of around my height. Velvet jacket, leather trousers, big boots. A serene and peaceful smile. And a long, thin, silver plait over one shoulder.

It's Jim RatTail.

It really is.

Once upon a time Jim RatTail seemed to be at every gig I went to, always apparently by himself, with a camera half under his jacket. I've never spoken to the guy. But he became a benchmark. This band will go places: Jim RatTail is in the audience.

Then, in the way these things happen, we all realised that no-one had seen him in ages. His photo archive, www.rattail.net, stops abruptly in 2005. If you Google his name, you find various threads on forums asking "does anyone remember..."

Well, yes. We do. And he is alive, and apparently well. And likes Helen Love.

Comments

[zenithed.livejournal.com]

I used to see him all the time, generally at Bearsuit or Shrag gigs. Always found him a bit creepy tbh, but not sure why that is.