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I’ve been trying to think all day of how to put in to words how I feel about the tragic loss of Scott Hutchison. In terms of losing musicians, though he may not be spoken of in the same terms, this is the most devastated I’ve felt about the loss of a musician whose work I love since the loss of Prince, Bowie or Strummer.  I was introduced to Frightened Rabbit about eight years ago by a mate whilst we were perusing the sale selection in HMV, something which seems ancient now that I can’t remember the last time I played a cd and the same one has stayed in my car player and everything is played through Spotify.  The third album, The Winter Of Mixed Drinks was on sale, and they were just getting ready to release Pedestrian Verse. It was sold to me on the brilliance of the lyrics and on listening to it I was hooked. Over the next few weeks I bought every other album; The Midnight Organ Fight, Liver! Lung! FR!, the sometimes derided by the band Sing The Greys and, when ...