Liverpool Royal Court holds very, very special memories for me. I was pretty poorly at the time, in a very bad place in my head. I’d had to move back to me mum and dad’s to recuperate. I drove to the Leeds gig the day before and had to come home 6 songs in. It was my birthday and my head was all over the place, wondering why things had turned so shite. Anyway, the following day, my dad, god bless him, offered to drive me to Liverpool and wait for me. If things got too much I could just walk out. I made it through the whole gig then found out my dad had had to wait in an underground carpark with no radio. I got home and fell in to mym mum’s arms, crying cos I’d made it through the whole gig. Being in crowds was unnerving then so it was a huge step for me. Ah, those were grim days, but I made it through. The other thing I remember about Royal Court is the sloping floor - or did I imagine that? Always felt like I was falling.