Are you sitting comfortably? Then I’ll begin. It all started in a winter of the mid nineties; a winter whose dark nights long outstayed their welcome, either that or someone forgot to draw the curtains. Anyway, in a boudoir-come-studio lit by the dancing lights of echo boxes and strewn with records from lost musical eras, their once gaudy sleeves now musty and dog-eared, two shadowy figures busily worked the discs and dials until the clutch of tracks that became Urchin’s first album was assembled…;..
