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Over the past five years, Imagine Dragons have become one of the world’s most popular rock bands. Imagine Dragons have several Grammy awards under their belt, and their debut album, Night Visions, was a hit across the world, selling over seven million copies. The Imagine Dragons sophomore album, Smoke and Mirrors, entered the Billboard chart at No 1., and the hit single “Radioactive” sold 10 million copies and has been streamed over 220 million times. This Friday, June 23, Imagine Dragons will release their third full-length album, Evolve; a release that is eagerly anticipated by the band’s fans.

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Is Veterans Day The Ultimate Insult To Those Who Served?

So Veterans Day has passed for another year. Yesterday on November 11 the people of the United States stood still for a moment to remember the fallen and to say “thank you” to veterans who served in the military. In Britain and across Europe similar scenes take place as armistice day is used as an occasion to recognise the sacrifices made by veterans and their families. Veterans probably appreciate the gesture and use the occasion to remember those with whom they served. Most veterans are proud of their service and value the opportunity to remember fallen comrades. That said many veterans now see the annual outpouring of jingoism and the way veterans day is “celebrated” as a grave insult.

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Friends: Value them while you can!

I am a little late sharing this story but I think it is worth the sharing nonetheless.

It is a short story about friends, a story of both joy and almost unbearable sadness it is also true and it happened just this past weekend.  It is a story of two interconnected parts, in a way it is a story of two longlasting friendships.  One nurtured and one, to a degree, taken for granted.

In January of 2014 my wife and I made a little pledge.  We promised each other that we would make a real effort to take more care of our friendships.  Friendships are like houseplants, some need a lot of care, they need to be fed, watered and care for.  Others less so.  Some friendships can be left largely to their own devices, they grow almost unaided and so long as you don’t forget about them entirely they will still thrive. A little water, an occassional feed , some warmth and enough light and that is sufficient to keep them healthy.

On saturday we had some friends over for dinner.  Two of our oldest friends.  We see them very regularly in a variety of settings and they have been friends for around twenty years.  I even gave Jo away when they married some 16 years ago.  Jo and Alan’s friendship is real important to us.  When we are together we eat, drink and most importantly we laugh.  We laugh a lot.  we laugh until our sides ache and we can barely breathe.

My friendship with Pat was different.  Even longer lived, we had known each ther for close to thirty years and Pat was my best man when Shirley and I married.  Pat was a few years older than me and we mt initially through his job as a financial advisor.  To some our friendship was an unlikely one.  Me a Northern Irish Protestant and he a Southern Irish Catholic nonetheless we got on like a house on fire, fuelled in part by a joint love of Arthur Guinness’s black beer.

My friendship with Pat was one of those that didn’t need a lot of care.  You knew it was there when you needed it and it needed no more than the occassional phone call or a meet up for a pint every now and then.  It had been a while since I had spoken to Pat and then he rang me a while back.  As always he was full of life as he laughed and joked but he had rung to give me some awful news.  As was his way he broke the news with a joke.  He told me he had bowel cancer and should by rights already be dead.

We chatted for a while and Pat told me he wasn’t feeling too well but promised that we would meet up when he felt a little better.  Like a fool I accepted that.  It’s a strange situation that one.  You are never quite sure whether to push the issue or wait for the call.  It’s awkward, you don’t know whether to give space or impose yourself.  After some soul searching I decided to wait for the call.  In part I knew it was a little selfish to do so but I also thought that Pat would want to be withn his family and I knew that visits would be awkward for both of us.

Last Thursday evening Pat’s son David rang me to tell me that Pat was in a hospice and that he had gone to sleep and wasn’t expected to wake up.  I went to see him first thing on Friday morning.  He was asleep and seemingly pain free as the medication took effect.  Pat never did wake up and he died peacefully surrounded by his family on Saturday morning.

Pat will be sorely missed by everyone who knew him.  He was one of the kindest, most generous and above all funniest men you could ever meet.  He had that cheeky Irish charm and a twinkle in his eye.  He had a seemingly endless supply of jokes and could have you in fits of laughter for hours on end.  I don’t believe I ever saw him cross or angry.

Selfishly I regret that we never did get together for that final pint.  I would have loved to have spent some more time with Pat, to have had that final chat.  Of course that was about my needs not Pats.  His passing leaves a hoe in my life.  One that can’t be filled, but it also leaves so many wonderful memories of times spent together over a few beers but most of all of laughter, always laughter.

So farewell old friend.  I will miss you.

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Rock School Graduate Lil Chris Dead at Just 24

I did not know Lil Chris but I do feel an affinity towards him as a fellow sufferer of the scourge that is depression.  Sadly that scourge has claimed yet another talented young man. 😦

Tributes are pouring in today for Rock School graduate Lil’ Chris, who has been found dead in his hometown of Lowestoft. The singer and TV personality, who’s real name is Chris Hardman, found fame in the reality TV show Rock School, which was hosted by Kiss frontman, Gene Simmons. According to the Mail, police have said that Lil’ Chris’s death is not being treated as suspicious.

Chris Hardman found fame as Lil’ Chris in the 2006 season of Rock School, a channel 4 reality TV show that saw Gene Simmons take classically trained singers and form them into a rock band. According to the Daily Record, Lil’ Chris signed a contract with major record label RCA and his debut single “Checkin’ It Out” went to No. 3 in the UK singles chart. He was just 15-years-old at the time.
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Daily Prompt – Plead The Fifth

It has been quite some time since I have written a piece as a result of a daily prompt but todays prompt grabbed my attention.

The prompt asks what question we hate to be asked and why?  It’s a great question and there is one question that I dread being asked and its a fairly simple one.  I dread being asked “How are you?”  More specifically I dread being asked that question by people who don’t actually want to know the answer.

My abhorrence for this particular question began back in 2002.  I had just returned to work after a period of sick leave with a major bout of depression.  As was customary in my organisation I met with my boss for a return to work interview.  As you might expect the interview began with the customary question. “How are you?”  Rather than answer with the customary “I’m fine” I decided to tell the truth and thats where it all went wrong.

After I had been talking for about a minute I noticed that my line manager had broken eye contact and was looking everywhere but at me.  He looked at his hands, at his feet, at his watch, out the window, everywhere but at me.  As I continued to talk my line manager became increasingly uncomfortable and tried on a couple of occasions to change the subject and I realised that he wanted to simply tick the boxes on his form and get me out of the office as quickly as possible.  He had not the slightest interest in my or “How I Was.”

As the years have gone on I have come to realise that the majority of people who ask this question don’t actually want to hear the answer, they just want to hear “I’m OK” and move on.  My mischievous side wants to tell the truth when I am asked that question but frankly I would just rather not hear the question at all if you don’t want to know the answer.

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Imagine Dragons Star Dan Reynolds Is As Depressed As Hell

Imagine Dragons are fast becoming one of the biggest rock bands on the planet. They move from success to success, and Imagine Dragons are one of only two rock bands with at least three top 40 hits since 2010 (Fun is the other) and inescapable single “Radioactive” hung in the Hot 100 for a record-shattering 87 weeks.

When Imagine Dragons stood on the main stage at Reading festival last August in front of 100,000 delirious fans, they looked every inch the rock superstars. Yet through it all, Imagine Dragons frontman Dan Reynolds was hiding a terrible secret. You see, Dan Reynolds and Imagine Dragons may have topped the charts with their hit “Demons,” but according to Us Magazine, Reynolds is opening up for the first time about his own demons.

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[image by  by Anthony Mair via Vegasseven.com]

Clarke Carlisle Admits That His Accident Was a Suicide Attempt!

Many of my regular readers will be aware that I suffer from depression.  Did you also know that today there is a campaign highlighting the effects of mental illness and the effects it can have.  All too often this awful illness ends in suicide to attempted suicide.  I applaud Clarke Carlisle for speaking out.  Please read his story and share it.

Three days before Christmas, soccer star Clarke Carlisle was hospitalized after being hit by a truck. On December 22 The Mail revealed that the retired soccer star and TV pundit had been critically injured when he was hit by the truck on a road near York, England. The 35-year-old married father of two had to be airlifted to hospital. Carlisle, who played for nine clubs and was a players’ union boss, suffered serious head injuries and was in a coma for a month.
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