“I was in a school band. We used to play gigs around Bath and the surrounding area, and we’d do this. I remember playing it in Bridgwater community hall, and doing the solo on my very first guitar, which was a Watkins Flyer, which I bought from Woolworths for about 12 quid. It had terrible action on it, but it made a decent enough sound if you cranked it up a bit. I remember playing that riff and getting the crowd going, and hearing it now totally brings me right back to those days.
“That gig went pretty well, I seem to remember. In Bridgwater, there was a big plastics factory, so there was this smell over the town, this terrible sort of synthetic chemical whiff that hung over the whole town. Although, that gig was one of the first times I'd set up my own gear, and it was one of those ones where I was playing keyboards and guitar. Just before the gig, there was no sound coming out of the keyboard. It was like one of those panicky moments. I traced the guitar lead all the way through the massive leads on the floor, then I followed it all the way back, and the guitar was plugged into the keyboard. Terrible, literally schoolboy error.”