Just three songs! So, I asked you to help me choose. When it came to planning your funeral (as forensic cleaners scrubbed the corner just inside the front door of your flat, where you’d been found), there was the matter of choosing three songs to sum up you and your life. I’d flash back to moments in our childhood – just the good times – imagining you in the passenger seat, singing too. “That’s my big brother in the clip! The one sinking the beer,” I’d brag in Facebook music lovers’ groups (without mentioning how ominous that beer can was).Įven before you died, when I’d be driving, and one of ‘our songs’ came on schmaltzy radio station 2CH, I’d crank it up, sing along and think of you.
So, ghost ships they’re sailing on empty seasĮven before you died, when I’d watch that video, I’d pause-rewind-play-pause proud, yet envious you had such a claim to fame. Back then, I was useful for mending your snazzy suits and taping TV shows for you to watch later, but not cool enough to see bands with you. It was a fitting location for the video, as The Saints had a Sunday afternoon residency there, as I recall.
#GHOST ON THE SHORE LYRICS GENIUS MOD#
It’s 1984, the Sydney Mod revival’s fizzling out, and you’re mixing with your Sixties-dressing mates and some old blokes at the Leichhardt Hotel. Standing, screen centre, throwing back a beer – Fosters, I think. Or is it the fact you appear in the music video? There you are at 1:52, just as the instrumental bridge starts. Was it the slow, plaintive acoustic guitar intro that made me choose it? Or the rousing brass section that kicks in about halfway through?
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