It's the anniversary of losing my Dad...
And Grandaddy were everything to us. Every time he drove me to his, we'd have an album on. When there was a life milestone, a new album would conveniently drop. And Dad and I were so damn lucky to have seen them live at Summerhall in Edinburgh (we're Scottish). It was a highlight of our relationship.
I lost him, very suddenly, and very unexpectedly, seven years ago now. I did not cope for a good couple of years. So what happened? Within that time, boom. Sophtware Slump on a Wooden Piano. The first album I ever listened to back to back on repeat, now devastatingly reimagined on the piano.
It's funny, because grief makes you do things you wouldn't normally do. Like, in my case, I wrote to Jason Lytle. I didn't think twice about the fact that this is a busy guy and I'm just a wee stranger. But he replied. And his reply will stick with me forever. So, as I raise a glass to my Dad tonight, I wanted to share this too. For no other reason than to remind you that this little band has had such a big impact on some people and Jason is an absolute gentleman.