This piece discusses mental health and suicide. If either of these topics are likely to cause you discomfort you should stop now and instead read this post I wrote about Love, it’s marginally less distressing.
Friday 11 May brought the news that many expected despite hoping that they were wrong; the body retrieved from Port Edgar on Thursday 10 May was indeed that of Scott Hutchison, founder and vocalist of the band Frightened Rabbit. Scott had gone missing the day before.
Scott made no secret of his mental health difficulties, you only had to listen to the lyrics of his songs to get a glimpse of the struggles he had, yet he managed to not only lay them bare but set them to beautiful melodies. As someone with my own set of mental health issues I was soon a fan of the band as, cliché alert, the songs felt like they were written just for me.
I never succeeded in seeing the band perform live, I did get a ticket for their Brixton Academy gig in November 2013 but on the day of the gig I just wasn’t in the mood to go out and enjoy myself, like so many time before and since, so I gave it to someone I talked to on Twitter who I knew was a fan. Last month when I saw they were going to perform at Robert Smith’s Meltdown Festival I mentally shouted at myself, “Quick! Buy a fucking ticket”, but I dithered and when I eventually got around to it they were sold out. “Never mind”, I thought, “I’ll catch them next time…” Read More→