Songs Steve never let me play #2

Tiny Dan fans are often disappointed when they see me in the flesh. This is for a number of reasons.

Firstly, I am quite simply physically disappointing. Don’t get me wrong – I’m not grotesque or unpalatable. But neither am I majestic like, say, Jamaican runny man Usain Bolt or unstoppable bike emperor Sir Chris Hoy. I’m more like a human manifestation of October weather. You know, a bit of everything, but not really anything in itself.

But there’s another reason for their disappointment.