I don’t think I’ll ever understand what it is that keeps me such a powerful supporter of Peter, but his charm, unmatchable character and beautiful tapestries of words encapsulate things no other songwriter has ever done. He’s honest, and passionate, and his tales of simple dreams, lusts and life hold sentiment to many lost souls.

He’s always been someone who takes a live experience to another level, tugging an emotional twinge from your heart as every touch to his guitar strings pulls you deeper. And the reality is, sometimes Peter can be a sad figure to see cast in front of you, but his loyal fan-base hold him tightly through these moments, knowing that you as a fan want him to pull through.  At times he can be a wreck, but we hold tight as supporters together, well-wishing and hoping for better, eager for more and all suitably terrified as we ride his emotional rollercoaster alongside him.

Brixton was, luckily, not one of these cases of emotional trauma though. Yes, his songs did break hearts that evening but, for the first time in a long while, our idol felt back on form as he powered strongly through a selective hit of our favourites. Everything from Libertines numbers to a deeply emotional cover of ‘Tears Dry On Their Own’ saw an airing, leaving a crowd blissfully in awe.

Thing is, sometimes I fail to understand how even the harshest music critic’s cockles can’t be warmed by the proud propaganda that radiates through songs like ‘Albion’. It’s a song of passion, a chant, and the modern lower-working-class man’s folk lullaby. And that’s just it, Doherty is a man open for all, there’s no pretentious acoustic label surrounding his work. He’s warm and loving, and captures moments perfectly, and that to me is what music should do, set you alight with emotion.

Peter’s fans will forever stand loyal because they’ve been touched by him, they’ll keep returning simply to just be with him, simply to try to get closer to that moment where we all first felt his passion. It feels like with Doherty, you’re a fan for life, or you’re just not a fan.