Well this is weird. Alongside me, the ITV political editor is bawling, “I am the anti-Christ, I am an anarchist!” at a packed, sweltering crowd. Behind me, a former shadow chancellor and current Good Morning Britain anchor is walloping the drums at twice the speed we have ever played in rehearsal. I’m trying to pogo as I pluck but this bass seems heavier than the last time I did a gig, 35 years ago. Or maybe my knees are not really up to it anymore.
I glance up and catch my 19-year-old daughter shaking her head, a look of sheer horror on her face. Sir Keir Starmer and Ed Miliband have bagged prime spots in the, er, moshpit. Miliband is singing along; the Labour leader is looking slightly bemused about our punk repertoire.
