My Mary Anne
It’s amazing what you can pick up in second-hand record stores. Especially in New York City. I’m fingering a copy of ‘Sun Ships On Eighth Street’ on the Bluenotes label when the kid taps me on the shoulder. ‘Are you Danny Kelly? I’m sorry but I fucking love you…. ‘Unrequited, Actually’ is one of my favourite ever albums. I just love you. Shit, I can’t believe I’m even talking to you…..’ I look at the kid. She’s about twenty years old. Cropped dark hair, ripped tights, short skirt and a nose...