THE FIRE STILL BURNS

I came back from walking my dog this morning when I saw the postman had already passed by my building. Apart from the usual fear of receiving mail at all in Germany (long story, all bureaucracies come by mail and they’re usually bad), I wasn’t expecting anything in particular. I hadn’t ordered any record or CD. An empty box was all I wanted to find. Well, I didn’t. There was a CD/DVD sized envelope inside. I didn’t get to read what it was or from whom immediately because my hands were busy holding my dog on his leash, house keys, gloves (this is being a bit of a hard winter), mask, beanie/knit cap inside the elevator. Once at home, I managed to read what it was and when I saw who sent it, that’s when it hit me. Before the world was taken by this chaos and the band had plans to be in the same place at the same time May last year, something like this would have been fairly easy to get. But that never happened, and it slipped out of my mind because 2020 ended up being taken by one other big issue. But if they managed the logistics of autographing 1986 identical pages of the “DMAC” book being miles and miles away from each other, I can only assume that wasn’t the only thing they autographed. It’s a little treasure (ok, it’s a big deal) that I’m incredible grateful for. I never waited for the band in hotel doors or airports, so I don’t have anything autographed by the entire band for me. Well, now there’s also the book, but that was far more impersonal. Dave, Mart and Fletch, thanks for the gift. Well, actually, there is a long list of people to thank for helping me get this and you can read it all on my Instagram post about it. The Depeche Mode machine never stops giving love.