Billy Bragg
When I met the beloved I told him that I loved him (ours was a whirlwind kind of thing) but he would never own my soul. Three men got their first: Billy Bragg, Bruce Springsteen and Richard Thompson. Luckily, he’s an understanding man.
Music got me through my teenage years and is essential for my joy. Our Bill gives me the fizzy on so many levels. He’s a poet, a fabulous guitarist, articulate, witty and a passionate socialist. His gigs are inspiring and you come out ready to change the world. He can make me cry, laugh, dance and rage. He was our first dance – Brickbat – and is part of our lives. I’m writing this the day after the general election and I’m grateful for his impact on my personal politics.
He is touring with his Bridges Not Walls tour in November and we have tickets for Liverpool. Can’t wait and if he plays Brickbat I will explode with joy.