British Sea Power and an evocation of place and time

[Heartland]

Told this tale before to a few people.

By the early part of this century, with a young family, a shortage of cash and general disillusionment, I'd stopped listening to new music. Almost stopped going to gigs, almost stopped going out at all. Wife was out one Friday night and I was flicking randomly through various TV channels, while waiting for her to come in. Dropped on BBC2. Jools Holland. He looked at me and said "Please welcome British Sea Power"

The opening chords of Remember Me fired up. My mouth fell open. I uttered the words "Fucking hell" and suddenly started listening to new music again.