fabric & Dean Windass
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I am connecting fabric and Dean Windass in the same blog post – you would think I had gone insane, or maybe not.
Just in case you don’t know, fabric is the most amazing nightclub in the center of London. I can go in there on a Saturday night with all the world’s troubles on my mind, and come out with a completely different outlook on life a few hours later having encountered some of the most amazingly unique people in the world…and the music, the lights, the sound system, the floor…
fabric is true inspiration for me.
And Dean Windass is the football player who scored that amazing volleyed goal to get Hull City into the Premiership, upon which countless thousands of my fellow Hull people had long not even dared to dream might happen – when Hull City got promoted thanks to that goal I was overwhelmed by seeing grown men in tears of happiness, I was struggling to celebrate because my feelings of joy seemed to pale into insignificance compared to the emotional outpourings I heard and saw – finally you could believe in something better! Hull isn’t and hasn’t always been the happiest or most optimistic of cities.
Dean Windass is a hero for me. And he signed my arm once when I was a youngster at a Hull City Open Day.
So I went out last night, after a pretty dreary week of job hunting (it wasn’t that bad) and had that amazing night at fabric and a story to tell on my blog about the DJs, the music, etc, but when I got home I read the sad news that my hero Dean Windass has been suffering from depression and I am not going to go into the details on here because it is too sad a story, ooh I shed a tear…I shouldn’t be doing that…I’m a man…
It kind of makes me think, what about if depression hit one of my music heroes, like Sven Vath, Ricardo Villalobos, et al – but I do recall reading a book not so long ago which alluded to the lifestyle and potential psychological effects of DJs being ‘cool’ one year then suddenly not the next year and the effects on certain DJs in the 1990’s.
But the real heroes in my life are my family and friends, and if any of them ever need a supporting hand, ear or shoulder then I would like to think that they know where I am – as they do to me whether they know it or not 😉
Life is fantastic though sometimes one requires a reminder which is what I received last night, and I am sure that others like being reminded of that too.
Previous posts worth mentioning –
Comparing Messi To Windass
Apologies for going a bit soft, I’ll get back to blogging about gravy and 15 minute Villalobos epics in due course.
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