Seven years ago this week The Pigeon Detectives released our debut album, ‘Wait For Me’.
On the back of decent BBC Radio 1 coverage and an ever expanding live reputation we had been hoping for it to break the top twenty-five in the UK charts. When we received the phone call that it had secured the number three spot we were absolutely dumbfounded.
It was insane. These were the same twelve songs we had been playing to ten people at Joseph’s Well in Leeds only six, seven months earlier.
Sure, we had developed a healthy ‘Indie” fan base over the course of 2006-early 2007, but to break the top five in the UK charts was unprecedented. The album was basically an amalgamation of our favourite songs to play live; songs that we thought were fun.
There were songs we had written to make each other laugh (Take Her Back), songs that reminded us of sixties girl groups (I Found Out) and songs which embodied the light-hearted, cheeky banter we had as a group of friends in their early twenties (You Know I Love You).
Unconsciously, I think we wrote extremely relatable songs. Most of the tunes were written by observing what our generation was getting up to at the time: the mating rituals, the drinking, the friendships and fall-outs. It was fundamentally a snapshot of what it was like to be young and carefree in the mid-naughties.
Today, we get people coming up to us, or sending us messages on the Internet, claiming that ‘Wait For Me’ was a huge part of the soundtrack of their youth. Messages like “Reminds me of when I was 15” are abundant on our Twitter page and serve to both make us feel very proud and very old.
It’s extremely fulfilling to know you impacted someone’s life, even if it is just in the form of hazy memories of drunkenly dancing round a student house party yelling “GOIN’ OUT WITH!”
‘Wait For Me’ has gone on to sell over 350,000 copies in the UK and I couldn’t be more grateful. Its success set me, Ryan, Oli, Matt and Jimmi on a crazy, exhilarating journey, which has seen us travel the world and subsequently release a further three albums.
It was the Genesis of The Pigeon Detectives.
For me, listening back is like watching a home video of the greatest holiday ever.
As the album unfolds, I find there are some things from that time I remember vividly, some things not so much, but the overwhelming memory is that of joy. Well, that and beer, lots of beer.