In New York on one of my
occasional Stateside trips to
visit relatives, I was walking on The
Bowery one balmy evening in
2005, zigzagging across the
street between the gridlocked
traffic.
'Hey man...' a voice called
out from an open car window,
'..hey...Robyn Hitchcock...I
love your music...'
At the time my grey hair was
fairly unkempt and I was
wearing a black & white polka
dot shirt. I'm also quite
tall, so I guess it's a
plausible mistake, not to
mention a flattering one -
I've been a fan of the great
man since The Soft Boys' 'A
Can of Bees' LP in 1979.
I half-smiled in the guy's
direction as the traffic
moved on and then noticed a
small spring in my step. It
was the first time I'd ever
been mistaken for someone
even slightly well-known -
and it was someone I liked!
My second experience as a
doppelgänger (this time of a
different musician) was in
the same city a few years later and in a slightly
more public arena....but
that's another story.
For now here's Robyn in 2010,
performing a pretty obscure
1988 b-side and a long-time
favourite song, Ghost
Ship.
(I met Robyn Hitchcock once
in the late 1990s and neither
of us - or anyone else in the
room - remarked upon any
physical similarities between
us!)