This was never played at The Butcher's Arms and probably will never be played there but when I hear it in a certain frame of mind it always reminds me of the place, specifically a moment of existential dread when i realised for the first time that I may at one point have to leave my home town and go somewhere else. Damn strong those Hashball & Cider shandies...
A Yousendit Retroscend
Picture taken/stolen/borrowed from Upsy Daisy
Also: The Hole In The Wall
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