The guy was called Stephen with the ph and not the v.
He made sure people knew that too. They always got his name wrong. Right now he
was at a gig, yes that’s right, a Mission gig. Stephen was right at the front
getting it on, he was the man. Right there at the front. He was headbanging and
moshing, even though they were a pop, I mean goth band. Some hard-line old
skool 80s goths would argue with that, only the Sisters, the Cure, the Cult and
Siouxsie were really goth in their eyes. Definitely not the Mission. Did they
agree with them being a pop band? That was a difficult question. Stephen
intended to find out and that meant asking them.
“Woo hoo! Fucking ace! I love your music! You’re a pop
band!” Stephen screamed as he danced and went mad to the Mission. For a pop
band they were quite good. The support band had been almost a good.
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