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Friday, November 12, 2010

89. Some of Them Are Old by Brian Eno 1973


In late 1978 The Fiction started to play a lot of gigs and decided to bring in a second guitarist. I didn't play guitar in The Fiction. Rob Wellington didn't think lead singers should be playing guitar and singing. So our manager Nigel Rennard put an ad in the music rags for a new player. We only auditioned one and that was Joe Clarke. He was English, looked cool and reminded me of Brian Jones.
During quiet times in rehearsals he would play this song quietly to himself. I thought it was great and didn't realise that Brian Eno was making such good music after leaving Roxy Music. So I chased down the album and just loved it. Especially this song which leads into Here Come The Warm Jets. I was going to call my next band The Warm Jets but there was already another band with that name.
In the end Joe only played a couple of gigs. But the last one was where we headlined upstairs at The Ballroom. It was very major and a lot of people turned up. It looked like The Fiction might go somewhere. We celebrated at my share house in Oakleigh.
Then I got real sick and was out of action for months and The Fiction lost their momentum. Rob went off and formed International Exiles but we came together for one weekend in summer and recorded Things will be Different. By this time Joe had already gone back to England. The Fiction did 3 shows at The Champion in 1979 and then it was really over

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