Patti Smith's revolutionary rock is in the air, as is the smell of Nick cooking bacon in Simon's vegetarian-only frying pan, this week. We discover how our weedy heroes found their dream flat in Camden High Street, only for it to be plunged into darkness and nightmare as the skylight went out. A goth hothouse was born, burned for a little while, then puttered out. Oh, the merciless scourings of time!

Moving into a flat across the road from the legendary Camden Palace club in London, heady days of smoke, noise, intense discussion and musical exploration ensued. An unforeseen windowless darkness descended from above. O Lord, were these headless, heedless pilgrims prepared? Does a goth where any colour except purple?

From a glorified shed on an allotment in Brighton, UK, our simpering heroes try to make the best of life during the pandemic, getting straight into the featured albums - Nick experiences his first spiritual flight via the haunting melodies and choral majesties of Dead Can Dance.

The wildest year of our simmering heroes' saga of heartache, triumph and disaster arrives. Simon finds himself in the forest of the London night, partying, protesting and writing essays under the influence. Nick plays a showcase gig in Covent Garden, hoping for every talent scout and A&R man in town to beg Felo de Se to sign with their label.