I’ve been living in the US for a year now. And these days I have been missing the UK so much it makes my heart break. So when ‘FranKo’ started playing the other day, my heart nearly exploded with love for them. I wish I could be at their shows, I wish I could hear all the new songs they are talking about, I wish I could join the crowd and support them the best way I can. Last week I looked at old pictures I had saved in my external hard drive, and realized that the last time I saw them live was on May 15th 2010 at Islington. Exactly two years ago today. Maybe that’s why I couldn’t focus on what I was supposed to write tonight…
When I wrote this blog, nearly a year ago today, I was hopeful I’d get to see FranKo play over the summer. But some unfortunate event led to the cancellation of the show I was so expecting to see. Add another cancelled gig in December and you will have as a result a girl cursing over the bad luck always going her way. But despite all that, I never lost hope I’d get to see those boys again - “my boys” as people would say, because of how affectionately I talked about them. You know, that feeling you get when you discover a small band and soon care so much about them your heart starts racing when you think about the last time you saw them play… I guess I’m not talking nonsense right, right?
FranKo played their last show tonight. May 12, 2013. Their last show together, as a band. FranKo is no more. And I didn’t get to be there.
You’d think that at 25 I’d be able to put things into perspective… but the fact is, I’m sad. Almost heartbroken. May 15, 2010 will forever be the last time I saw the boys play together -
together? What am I saying… I didn’t even get to see Ricky behind his drumkit, he hadn’t joined the band at the time! It’s been 3 years. Now it will be forever. And this feeling I was talking about in that blog a year ago, it will always be there. I miss FranKo. I’ve missed them for three years. And I will miss them forever.
I know it’s not the end for them, though. And whatever they decide to do, they can count on my support. Chris’s band Shy Nature is a good example of that - catchy tune for a bright future. I haven’t lost hope I’ll be able to turn those virtual hugs into real ones soon enough, even if separately. Let’s make it happen, lads, shall we?
“The best things in life come to those who wait…”
(I mean, what the hell guys, a sweaty, 20lbs-bigger, 22 year-old me as the only picture with you, really? …)