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Sometimes you forget what’s important. Where you’re from, where you are, and what’s next. You go to work or you don’t, you play with your kids or you don’t, you feed the cats, pay the bills, hang out the washing, surf the net, flick the channels, go on holiday, and all the years slide by and then it’s gone and so are you.

Music helps me remember who I am. Tonight I compiled the Fire Horses soundtrack and yet again I was awestruck by the beauty of the people who write those songs and have the balls to sing them and spend years learning instruments and move everyone who listens each in their own way. Give yourselves a pat, boys, girls and inbetweenies: I don’t know how you do it. But I’m glad you do.

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