It is with great sadness that we learned of the death of the incredibly talented Gavin Clark.
On Monday 16th February in the morning, Gavin Clark shockingly passed away at the age of 46. A peerless songwriter and poet, Gavin is infamous for his work with Sunhouse and Clayhill, and had collaborated heavily with UNKLE. He is also much loved for his musical collaboration with visual director Shane Meadows on films such as Somers Town and This Is England, plus the recent live re-scoring of Dead Man’s Shoes.
Gavin and Ted Barnes recorded Over The Hill for the Johnny Boy Would Love This tribute album.
Gavin’s family announced on facebook, “We are heartbroken and so sad to have lost him. As a family we scattered his ashes at this, his favourite beach in Devon last weekend. We have been moved and overwhelmed by the posts left and as thanks we leave you with some of Gavin’s words, a poem he sent recently which we read as we said goodbye. He finally has some peace and we are left with a gaping hole but one filled at least with his words and music.”
Judy, Mike, Jake & Martha x
I sat on a wall and heard just a whisper
‘ come my young one ‘
Off the wall, down the path, down the steps, across the pebbles and onto the sand
I sat close leaving imprints of heels, leaving imprints of hands
Why are you so broken hearted she said ?
It’s been so long since you’ve come, when you were young you’d laugh and sing, throw pebbles and swim
now you’re fully grown you only come when it’s bitter and sad, silent, alone
I took off my shoes and I took off my socks and wondered how she’d made an arch from a rock.
The sound of soft waves went from one ear to an ear, the hint of a melody, of salt water tears
I don’t know I said
Sometimes I’m happy, sometimes I’m sad, sometimes I’m thoughtless and angry and glad to be bad … But you’re right I only come to you when the world has no sense or release and I don’t want philosophy, doctrine, science or grief, to hear the wisdom of historical fools from men with no teeth and too many rules.
Silence she said and listen to me each one of these waves are kids to the sea
My children do you understand ?
Sometimes they’re gentle, sometimes they’re kind but sometimes ferocious and wild and blind.
One of her children washed over my feet and I thought of the back lanes the lights in the street , the hunger for wealth
I smiled for myself …
She smiled for me too
I picked up my socks and I picked up my shoes
Headed back up the sand, the pebbles the steps, then she told me something I’ll never forget
How she created the arch in the rock and then why
I blew her a kiss a waved her goodbye
I’ll see you tomorrow I said, I promise I’ll try
I’ll see you tomorrow I said
then I cried.
Shane Meadows commented, “How do you capture in words, what the death of someone you love means to you, means to his children, his family, his friends. The only person I ever knew who had that capability was Gavin. His music elevated my early work from student tat (in the early 90’s) into something resembling art, he’s penned at least one unforgettable song for pretty much everything I’ve ever made and his latest, as yet unreleased songs, are his greatest and have once again become the emotional heartbeat of my latest project.
Anyone who knows his work, knows his pain, anyone who met him, will never forget him and for those that saw him play live, his voice remains tattoo’d in their heart. No PA system could contain him, no recording could capture him and I know I will never meet anyone like him again.
Gavin I love you so much brother and I miss you like frikk already. Xxx.”
Gavin’s family and friends are in our thoughts, and also particularly are Ted and Ali…