"Travis toiled and toiled and played loads of shows. Record company 
people started coming to see us and passed on us again and again and 
again. Hopes were raised and dashed for 6 years. Some friends of mums, 
would occasionally ask her how I was getting on and she would always 
proudly say he was still doing his band… “Ohh really,” they would say. 
“That’s nice.” Because there was no man in our house, my uncle Martin 
took me aside one day and gave me the “ Do you realize you will have to 
look after your mum, son.” Speech. “I think maybe you should think about
 a proper job.”
Around that time, my girlfriend and I had a conversation along the lines
 of her saying “ You know Franny, what you’re doing with the band it 
totally impractical…  The chances of you getting a deal are so remote 
blah blah bah…” For a second I agreed with her but then suddenly the 
penny dropped. I told her that actually what she was doing was maybe 
impractical, afterall, she didn’t know what she wanted to do but had 
chosen a course in Politics Philosophy and Economics because, well, she 
had to choose something… I told her, even though my chances of success 
were miniscule it didn’t matter. I had no choice. I had found what I had
 to do.  I had found my vocation- my calling.
So 
In accepting this honorary degree today I want to congratulate you all 
on yours and hope that, if it hasn’t happened already, at some stage, 
however impractical, however crazy, however far down the road it drags 
you, you get your calling too.
Thankyou."
Francis Healy. 
jueves, 20 de diciembre de 2012
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