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The Mark of Cain - LMA (official music video)

“Around ’86 my girlfriend at the time and I watched Haley’s Comet, while laying on our backs in a friends backyard. I said how the next time it came around we would be dead (pretty romantic hey), and she replied something of the nature of, so-what, when you’re dead what can you do, and stated it didn’t frighten her in the least. I thought this was just trying to be tough, and said I was not looking forward to my extinction and that it really bothered me. Anyway, time went by, we split, but remained friends. A few years later she came to my house, and was in tears, and I was in a relationship at the time and my new girlfriend wasn’t impressed with this impromptu visit, but, I sat outside and talked with my ex, and she said how she now realised what I’d been talking about when I spoke of death and the meaning of life and all that heavy stuff you go through when you are younger, and she said she was just starting to ask those questions herself, which she’d laughed off so toughly a few years before. And she apologised for laughing at my seriousness back then. I didn’t really know what to say, but I was glad she had become this intensely cool girl who was really trying to understand life and was reading cool books about it. I would then see her now and then, maybe at a gig, but that was the last real talk I ever had with her. Then in about 94 (I think, and I’ve erased a lot of this period from my memory as it was pretty painful) – she died of an accidental overdose. She really was a girl who could take care of herself, but in this case, she just didn’t take care enough. Her funeral was intense, it seemed like half of Adelaide was there. And it was such a shocking loss, as she was doing well as an actor, and was getting somewhere, and even her use illegal substance use was something she was putting behind her. Just one unlucky time had claimed her. She had been growing daisies in her garden just before she died, and they had been placed in front of the coffin so that those who wanted could take one and place it on the coffin. That was hard to do. Even though I hadn’t really spoken to her during the last few years, I had seen her about 6 months before her death, and we’d talked about life, and she asked me if it got any easier, and I told her that it does. After the funeral, I couldn’t stop thinking about the waste of life, and the hurt for her parents and brother and sister. I remember we went on tour soon after and while we were driving back from Melbourne all I could think of was “Where are you? Where are you now?”. And this wasn’t the first person I knew to have ever died either, but it was the one that touched me the most. So, I remembered the first time we met under the stairs at the Austral Hotel in Adelaide, during the summer and that she was wearing a blue dress, and that she asked me to her birthday the next day. I turned up and there was no one there but her. I don’t even think it was her birthday. She just said it to get me to visit. I think that was why I missed her so much, because she was the first girl who had ever asked me out. And, it was a hot summer and she wore Indian perfume, which I still like to this day. And the initials LMA? Her family called her Little Miss Australia as a nickname from when she was little. So, when I wrote some lyrics just trying to make some sense out of my feelings after her death, I placed LMA in there as it sounded like Ella-May, and I thought that it had a soft sound. TMOC are not noted for romantic songs about love, but somehow I needed to write this one. So I found a chord that sounded sad and melancholy and we worked on the song until it was finished. I really love that song. For a long time it was hard to sing. When I recorded it for Ill at Ease and did the vocals, we all got a bit choked, and you can hear my voice sort of break during it, but I left it in. What is really weird, is around ’88 there was me, LMA, and 2 other friends of mine Steve and Pete in Steve’s landrover and we were going to a party somewhere, and trying to find a park. Steve ran down a couple of matchsticks (the thin poles with a red top) to make some room near a curb and we all thought it was pretty funny (as you do when you are young and vandalise property) – And now, in 2004, I’m the only one left. Pete committed suicide for no known reason with his new bride in 97, and Steve died in Dec 1999, never making it into the new century. We all shared a sense of humour that was the same, and a sense of hedonism that perhaps was responsible in some way for their deaths, and I think that is probably why I still feel lonely sometimes, because the people who I bonded with and who I felt really understood me, just don’t exist anymore. It’s weird. Anyway, now you know what LMA stands for, and what its about. Sorry it’s a bummer of a story, but it reminds me to enjoy every day that I can. “ John Scott The Mark Of Cain