Today, February 1st, is the anniversary of when Richey Edwards, lyricist from Manic Street Preachers, disappeared in 1995. Never to be heard of again.
Richey was a huge and important part of my teenage life, what with constant changes and growing up. He influenced my reading taste and inspired me to read more and learn more (also inspired a weird stint as a poet when I was 17). He will always remain special to me, even though I am not obsessed with him anymore. Well, not as much anyway XD I still fangirl flail whenever I read/see/hear something about him in the media – it must be engrained in my brain!
So my first ever ‘new!blog’ post is dedicated to him <3
From wikipedia.org haha
‘Richard James Edwards (born 22 December 1967, presumed deceased c. 1 February 1995) was a rhythm guitarist and lyricist of the alternative rock band Manic Street Preachers, from Blackwood, Wales. He was known for his politicized and intellectual songwriting which, combined with an enigmatic and eloquent character, has assured him cult status. Edwards vanished on 1 February 1995. He was declared presumed deceased in November 2008. The ninth album by the Manic Street Preachers, Journal for Plague Lovers, which was released on 18 May 2009, is composed entirely of lyrics left behind by Edwards.’
"If you're hopelessly depressed like I was, then dressing up is just the ultimate escape. When I was young I just wanted to be noticed. Nothing could excite me except attention so I'd dress up as much as I could. Outrage and boredom just go hand in hand." ~Richey
Identify with this quote so much!! Wearing Lolita in my current predicament and situation is exactly THIS!
'Edwards disappeared on 1 February 1995, on the day when he and James Dean Bradfield were due to fly to the U.S. on a promotional tour. In the two weeks before his disappearance, Edwards withdrew £200 a day from his bank account, which totalled £2800 by the day of the scheduled flight. He checked out of the Embassy Hotel in Bayswater Road, London at seven in the morning, and then drove to his apartment in Cardiff, Wales. In the two weeks that followed he was apparently spotted in the Newport passport office, and the Newport bus station. On 7 February, Anthony Hatherhall, a taxi driver from Newport, supposedly picked up Edwards from the King's Hotel in Newport, and drove him around the valleys, including Blackwood (Edwards’ home as a child). The passenger got off at the Severn View service station near Aust and paid the £68 fare in cash.
On 14 February, Edwards' Vauxhall Cavalier received a parking ticket at the Severn View service station and on 17 February, the vehicle was reported as abandoned. Police discovered the battery to be flat, with evidence that the car had been lived in. Due to the service station's proximity to the Severn Bridge (which has been a renowned suicide location in the past) and Edwards' depressed state at the time, it was widely believed that he took his own life by jumping from the bridge. Many people who knew him, however, have said that he was never the type to contemplate suicide and he himself was quoted in 1994 as saying "In terms of the 'S' word, that does not enter my mind. And it never has done, in terms of an attempt. Because I am stronger than that. I might be a weak person, but I can take pain.".'
http://www.manics.co.uk/ [Official Site]
This is my favourite ever picture of Richey.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Richey photos in this post; all photos belong to their respective owners.