To A Man I never Met,
After I had read the sad news that Mr Alan Neve had been killed cycling to work in Holborn, I felt driven to write few lines in honour of this man. Something inside called upon me to do this. Perhaps I felt a vague connection to him ?
The Standard had written a spread on this sad event, & it was very touching, to say the least. I felt as though I needed to write a few words about this man that I never met. A man that it would seem was at the peak of his life, enjoying the existence he had worked so hard to formulate. A man that others loved. Perhaps a man, that had I had the pleasure of meeting, I would of enjoyed hanging out with ? For sure, a man that people liked, enjoyed, spoke well of.
Alan was a music man, & in my eyes, that makes him one of your own, & that`s enough of a reason for me to justify writing out a few lines in respect of this man, if I ever needed to justify my actions. In fact, he was so much a music man that he made it his profession, & he worked at the PRS in South London. So, does a very dear friend of mine, which floored me, & left me staggered that Alan was a colleague of a man that I happen to attribute greatness too. Which is why this saddest of events resonated so much with me, & why it hurt. When a friend hurts, it hurts all of us.
Alan Neve seemed to me a person whom I would liked to have met. A good soul. A man that I could go to for advice, & know that it was solid. That it would not let me down when I applied it. I knew instantly, as I looked into his wonderfully cherubic eyes, that what I would of got from this man was true experience. Advice that would stand the test of time, stuff I could use, & apply to effectuate positive outcomes in my life. Safety, in the most masculine of ways, knowing that what I had under my belt was knowledge that worked.
Naturally it came as no surprise for me to learn that Alan was a music fan. Usually when one looks this good its because there is some deep & personal connection to the spirit of music. For it is the spirit of music that is the spirit of love, & it is the love in a man`s soul that inspires others to strive for what is precious & meaningful to them. This is what makes people like Alan different to the general; they attract the best to them, & the best need people like Alan in their lives, even if it is only for a short period of time.
All heroes need internalising, & it is this magnitude of power that they carry that inspires us, if we allow it, to embrace who we really are, & help us transform our loss into one of personal greatness. That is what makes them beautiful souls.
So, in true form, from one music fan to another, & in my own humble way, I would like to dedicate a wonderfully fitting song to Mr Alan Neve. A man that I never met, but feel as though I did. This is a song that is passionate, strong, & will leave you shaking, the exact feeling that I sense would been left with had I been granted a presence with this great man.
For you, Mr Alan Neve; `Let The Son Shine In ` by The Sunday Funnies.
May you fly with the Lord Of The Universe.
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